I’m not even trying to do anything. I didn’t ask for it.

[ As they leave the artist’s booth behind, his expression fades into something more like frustration. Danny has never wanted anything but a quiet life. War chipped away at him too much. His nerves have been frayed by all he’s seen. This really is a man who has no idea how to handle this newfound fame. ]

I just want to help. I don’t want anything in return for it.