Adrian took in what Julian said about getting lost in emotions of an object. It reminded him of possessing someone. "You're making me recall the feeling of possession. I don't particularly like it." He wasn't even sure he'd told Julian what species he really was, but that would surely make something click if he hadn't. "You may have control of their body, but their thoughts, memories..." He shook his head as if recalling something unpleasant, "...emotions, they all become mixed with your own. There have been times I couldn't tell them apart from my own and couldn't escape, didn't know how to get out. That's the closet thing I can think of to relate to what you're saying. I choose not to do such things if I don't have to. I think they leave a mark on me that's un-erasable. I'm sure that sort of experience leaves a mark on you as well." But, when Julian stole the surfer language he pulled a hand below his chin, stuck out his tongue, waving the "hange loose" sign, "Duuuuuude" in mock-surfer accent.
Then there was the moment Julian just seemed to be staring into him, not past him or at him, but right through the surface and inside where he kept all his vulnerable pieces locked tight in a decorative box behind his heart... safely hidden? Adrian put a hand over his own chest, almost like he were putting up a shield to protect his bits n' pieces from being exposed. Then Julian's Rolling Stone answer lightened his chest as he gave a little chuckle. But, lightened or not, his new compliment narrowed the demon's eyes making yet another connection, one that would demand attention without verbal command, but had a softness just underneath it, and complete refusal to look away. "Sensual" he repeated under his breath, just before taking an untamed stroke through Julian's hair, his palm ended up cupping the back of the midway worker's head, wrist resting against his neck. There was a long silence there as Adrian tried to process the right thing to say, attraction painted on his features like a sign to say so. A deep breath later and, "I've stopped myself from kissing you several times this evening. I still want to." -Another Swallow- The azure eyes never letting loose his connection. "I wished you wanted to back."