"Not at all," Danny replied to Vincent, as the other Wizened seemed a little tense. He remembered all too well feeling like that himself. After all, without his favourite Contract keeping him level-headed, he would never have dared speak to Degnar in a place like this. All the shadows, the potential places for enemies to conceal themselves, the wrongness...
Of course, those things still existed, but he could regard them with reasonable and calm eyes that understood his position, and could judge his own capabilities. He was not incapable. He could defend himself if it became necessary.
"We just happened to run into each other. I suppose we must all be the sort of people to end up in junkyards," the Smith added, and his light tone made it very clear that he didn't think that was a bad thing in the slightest.