Moving to follow her, Dylan lets her get through the whole of the explanation before he blows out a breath, deflating a little. He's still not thrilled by Hope's treatment of him, or lack thereof, but, "One of the kids I got a home? Danny? He's -- well, I'm pretty sure no one's outright tried to kill him, but his home life, growing up, wasn't great."

Daniel's father might not have tried to kill him, but he sure wasn't far off, either. He doesn't envy Daniel that; he wishes he could have gotten to him sooner. He wishes he could have gotten to them all sooner, for all that their experiences pre-Horsemen sucked.

"He's kinda got the same thing going on," Dylan finishes. "Slow to trust, kind of a dick until you get to know him, that kinda thing." Hell, Daniel still wears his fast-talking brand of sarcasm as a kind of armor around them, even if he trusts them, even if they can all see past the bullshit, at this point. "So, yeah. I get it."

And he'll try and reserve judgement, even if his knee-jerk reaction is to bristle. Blame the fact that she's a Mikaelson -- or that, even with werewolf in the mix, she still smells so strongly of vampire.