Danny felt good. Freshly shaven and with a new haircut, he'd been exercising and eating right, and it was finally starting to show. Therapy sessions were part of the deal, and though Danny couldn't pinpoint exactly how, he was starting to feel more like himself again.
Still, the process of re-learning how to interact with people was trying, but he was getting the hang of it.
Danny was wandering past Tony's office, fresh from an impromptu meditation class in the lunch room, when he noticed the humming ball of energy that could only be Stark, back home once more. Danny knocked on the door, peeking inside.
"Chief, back from the mysterious east. How you doin? You hit up any of the spots I told you about?" Danny asked, shuffling into Tony's office. His list had been a mix of ancient temples, authentic and old kung fu schools, and nice places to grab some grub. Although he was sure Tony didn't need it help with connections in China (or anywhere) he DID seem to be on the lookout for good people, so Danny had given him a list of some extraordinary individuals he'd come across in his years traveling throughout China.