Dan smiled and shrugged. "There wouldn't have been much to tell if I didn't get permission, Bryn," he pointed out, and drank some more coffee. Then he quickly reached out towards his dad.
(hey, can you come round to bryn's, please? just want to check something with you) he sent, then blinked and looked back at Bryn. "We can both tell him when he gets here, if you want. Or maybe Hródolf could tell him. What do you think, Champ?"