Daphne glanced over as Juno nestled close, intending to flash her a quick smile of gratitude because just having another person there, warm and real and comforting, was helping to quell her anxiety about Bay. Instead she realized Juno was talking and frowned slightly, focusing on her lips. "Me too. Remind me to show you Deafenstein sometime," she replied with a grin, "If you like cheesy old horror films."