"Space is pretty cool," Danny admitted, and then sat down at the table Bryn had picked out. "I'll be here," he told her, and then crossed his arms on the table and let his chin rest at the cross-over point. Most of the time Bryn was getting their drinks, Danny was looking at his memory of her memories of Older Him, and trying to work out if he'd get to be as tall as his Daddy. Maybe? That would be cool, he thought.
He looked up when Bryn came back with hot cocoa, and sat up straight again. "Thank you very much," he said.