Re: [Manor: Damian & Misha]
[Misha, he wasn't real worried 'bout Damian just now, not in a physical sense. Since the cutting, he'd learned he could heal himself up near immediately, and he'd tried it on some hospital folks, and that had worked too. He hadn't said nothing 'bout it yet, since there hadn't been time none, but it did make him feel better 'bout keeping Damian safe, if need be. But, Damian, this was who he was and what he did, and fear wasn't never going to make Misha try to keep Damian from it. All he could do was trust and accept he'd turn the world over without blinking if he needed to bring the other boy back to him. Still, he was hoping real strong that Tim was coming 'long, how Damian suggested.
The cigarette didn't fuss Misha none, and he knew Damian would move it out of the way 'fore any burning happened. He let his arms go loose 'round Damian's waist, holding him, but not crushing the other boy now.] I'm real sorry, sweetheart. [And, he was. He knew this was hurting the other boy, even if Damian didn't come right on out and say it none. He nudged at Damian's temple and kissed there, and then he nosed at the shorn ends of the boy's hair on the side of his head.] Some folks just don't see right.