There was some relief that Daani didn't think there was any chance that Rhys was behind any of it. "Don't apologize, I'm just trying to think of.. Who, you know? They always say that you need to look at the husband, and so I sort of drew lines," she admitted with just the barest color rising to those beautifully dark cheeks. "It sounds like you two are still close though, that's fantastic," she commented, curious if it meant there were any feelings there. She supposed not if Daani was so amused at the suggestion that it could be Rhys.
"Keep me updated? I want to be sure you're safe. Have you thought about picking up anything for personal protection? Muggles make mace," she suggested, knowing her mother had insisted she take it with her the first time she had gone to a concert in Muggle London. They had both been so worried, Celestina had found it amusing. She had never used the blasted thing, it still sat in the back of a drawer somewhere.