Danny paused and turned as Circe addressed them. He'd noticed her working in her garden but he had assumed that she hadn't wanted to be interrupted. He doubted the rain would hold out for too long and gardens were the kind of thing he remembered needing regular upkeep.

His manner was relaxed and his gaze friend as he stepped closer and extended his hand. "Danny Rand." After a brief handshake he turned back towards Vergil.

"It's exactly what we need. I'm sure we'll have it back to you by the end of the day." His gaze was questioning as he looked at Vergil but Danny was fairly sure that he'd read the man correctly in thinking that he wasn't likely to keep things that he felt belonged to other people.

Danny hadn't really take note of Vergil's use of the word friend. They were friends, obviously, this was just a fact.