Danny nods. Constantly fighting, constantly being in danger... it contributes to feeling worn down and stressed. He smiles, though it's more sardonic than truly amused, at the mention of some people having their own 'brand of frustrating'... he's had similar descriptions applied to him, for one thing.

"You seem to have it handled," Danny comments. He gestures toward Mary and Elizabeth in their stroller, and elaborates, "At least, enough to settle down a bit and start a family. A lot of my old friends... they were so busy trying to save the world that they never really had a life outside of that responsibility. And I guess I'm the same way... my work is my life."