Daniel noticed the flush upon Michelle's cheeks, and before he even began to realise what might be the reason for it he found himself asking her. 'Are you ok? You look a little flushed in the face - I can open the windows or put the ceiling fan on if you'd like?'. It was only a few scant moments after the words left his lips that his brain began to catch up with his mouth, telling him that there might be a much different reason for the blushing.<br/><br/>Smiling, he moved to hold out his right hand towards Michelle - holding it out in the air between them, his fingers rather long and slender as they stretched out. 'Well I'd be only too happy to count you as a friend - after all, we've been to hell and back, and... err... well we've come to know each other a little too intimately to call each other strangers any more, and I think friends would be the next most natural thing to call each other!'