He raised his glass, nodding, "I'll drink to that. I wrote some articles, they were printed in my school paper as a special on developing nations and war-torn countries. No one really cared; war's war and it's all the same so long as it's not in your own yard." He said ruefully before taking a drink.
"You want another?" He asked gesturing at Stanley's empty glass, "Celebration for coming back from the dead after all." It was strange to admit that he was actually enjoying sitting here talking to someone new; most of the people he knew had taken Aiden's side in the divorce and whilst he knew that was to be expected it left Danny with very few friends.