Dean laughed. "Yeah, quiet is better than things that want to eat you," he agreed. Even if he missed the squid a bit - which he was wise enough to never say to her. And he couldn't help but remember the incident a little fondly - it was how they'd first started to chat, after all.
She was staring down at her feet, and it was oddly shy and a bit charming really. Shy wasn't the word that came to mind usually when you thought of Daphne, but it was the closest thing that came to mind.
"Yeah. Me too," he agreed. Homework was, at least, an easy distraction from the other things going on.
He cocked his head at the answer, smiling. "I asked first, Greengrass. That's not on," he answered quietly. He reached up to brush his fingers through her hair carefully, pushing it back from her face a bit and then dropping his hand. "Yeah, Daph. I've missed you."