“Thank you..” It was an odd thing to hear, people willing to listen to him. That wasn’t to say he was sure no one else would have heard him out, if he had gone to them. Mab had pointed that out specifically, but back before the Succubus club, she hadn’t been in the city.
“He was trying to help me.” And the one who had noticed his frenzy before it even had the chance to start. As far as a simple mistake? Looking back at the whole night, it hadn’t helped any. He could barely remember parts of it, but he knew why that was.
“B-But we always talk about me.” It wasn’t a demand for information, but he liked to hear Joseph talk. There was a quality to it that he liked, especially when it was rougher. The very thought made him want to hide his face again, an old habit he knew he needed to try and break. He couldn’t blush, no one could see it. He didn’t need to hide anymore.