"Not there, there. But I was probably there about five minutes after it went off. Everything smelled like roasted peaches."

Danny hadn't discovered yet just how much that single impulsive run to help had impacted his life.

He frowns uncertainly.

"They were both different versions of me.... But they were still me. And that means that the potential for something like... that is in me too. Even if it doesn't happen the same way." He wraps his arms around himself and shivers. "I could be so dangerous, Moana. And I don't know if anyone could stop me if I ever did lose it like that."