"I haven't been angry since I've been with you," Declan admitted in regards to his reputation. "You've never been unkind, never sought to frustrate me. I...get confused easily when I don't have time to think about things. You always wait and listen. Other people yell and push and I react. Sometimes poorly," Declan murmured, inhaling deeply, nose wrinkling at the boiled egg smell of everything. Too bad the sulfur-water fed flowering plants did nothing to help the odor.

"You became my friend simply by merit of being you. You're the first person that just...gave me time. Even Mac goes out of his way to get me angry sometimes. He says it makes me more effective on the field, and that's probably true, but...when I'm confused or upset around you, it feels better. I know I can figure things out at my own pace and you don't usually get frustrated with me." Usually, because Desire had a bit of a short fuse and got mad, but Declan approached that situation very differently from others. There was no need to fight, just wait. Things would eventually have answers. And Desire was much more predictable than someone with a gun so the need to solve issues was much less urgent.