There's this aching worry in his gut that Danny hasn't been able to shake. There's been no sleeping, there's been barely any eating, and he hasn't exactly stopped when Steve suggested he ought to. Coraline's not there and he refuses to think that she's just gone. He can't think that. Other people disappear, but not the kids, not them, not after what happened with Esther.

He's been spending time at the Homestead just in case and when he hears a familiar voice, he jostles himself out of the half-dazed sleep and staggers to find his cane. "Cora?" he calls out hoarsely.