Danny is a little ticklish and he curls up at the earlobe biting, letting out a breathless little laugh. "Hey, so long as you know I'm never really pissed at you," is all Danny has to say, sliding over slightly, pushing a palm over his stomach where he'd punched him earlier. "No bruises on Superman's body? I don't think I hit hard enough for that, but a guy's gotta check."