Adrien leans forward a little to stamp his food on the obviously very solid floor.

"Yeah. No."

Adrien is well aware he's slipping into dangerous territory here, but he's surprised that he doesn't actually care. Sure, he has Marinette here, but that's not quite the same. They have their own weird issues to deal with- it's not as easy, just shooting the breeze about superhero stuff. It still feels a little like he's crossed a line he shouldn't have. They're still getting used to seeing one another as the same person, doing that careful dance around one another, around their feelings for each other.

Danny's different, though. Marinette is a friend, but so is Danny, in a different way. He's from a different world, but their rules are much the same. He became a friend out of choice, and Adrien has honestly been glad to have him. He'd been pondering, after Valdis let slip she knew his identity too, that perhaps he could start telling people- people who mattered the truth. That it didn't matter as much here. And when he thought of that, Danny as one of the first people to come to his mind who deserved to know.

And now this. Of course. He should have seen it sooner, but he didn't. And this...well, it was a comfort. A shared secret without the weight that his and Marinette's holds. He laughs softly, leaning on the wall, folding his arms.

"We run into one another a lot. Supurrrhero business, you know."