While I appreciate the thought, you don't have to make yourself a stranger, either.

[ Being avoided out of some sense of dutiful embarrassment sounds almost as miserable as being surveilled for crimes he wouldn't even think to attempt. Especially when there is, admittedly, a part of Arcade still concerned that Danse thinks himself some kind of nigh invincible machine, and now that he seems to be on a more even keel again, he'll go right back to making himself sick and exhausted.

He gestures broadly to the truck he's leaning against, after taking another drag off his cigarette. ]

You could actually come over and be sociable, sometime. I'm sure Len would appreciate having someone around who doesn't roll their eyes at all of his jokes. Yet.