Dan just nodded as Bryn talked about Dread, and then coughed into the crook of his elbow. Hopefully, it was a sign that his throat was getting better. The next time he looked round, Bryn was pulling a face, and Dan couldn't help but grin a little no matter how he was feeling inside.
He kept going down the stairs, and amazed himself a little when he started whistling a tune to himself as he neared the bottom. No rocks required.