Re: ~Daimon
He poked his bottom lip out and gave a shot at a puppy-eyed look as if it might get her to reconsider. But even he knew that was rude and sick even, as indicated by the sudden contortion of his face, a frown followed by a guilty sigh. "I know. I'm just--he's just--" Wetting his lips, Daimon shook his head, raking his fingers through his hair before collapsing against his chair and stretching his arm over the bar behind her. "I’m irritated. Really, badly irritated and it’s starting to reach--it’s has reached a point it shouldn’t.”