So basically, 'don't help at all', Danny thought bitterly, but he nodded obediently and hated himself for it. He wanted to argue and fight, wanted to stand up for himself and convince Six to take him on as an apprentice instead of just a student. But he had too much respect for Six to disobey him and risk losing him all together, so like the meek little nerd he was he just agreed.

"At least... talk to me about it or something?" Danny offered. "About your kills, I mean. Or anything bothering you."