Re: [Manor: Damian & Misha]
[Misha, he didn't reckon anything a person felt was stupid. There wasn't no point to feelings, not like they were meant to be productive. It was what was inside of a person, and that was real valid. He didn't know the ins and outs of nothing here, so he wasn't sure what specifically was going on, but he knew it was to do with Damian's family, and that informed Misha of plenty. He'd never reckoned he would recommend someone not be close to their kin, but he was starting to think they did Damian a whole lot of bad, and could be Damian was better of without them any.
Damian's smile, fleeting how it was, wasn't a whole lot reassuring. The smaller boy tugged at the hoodie, and Misha waited 'til the cigarette was out of Damian's mouth to reel the boy in again and hold him tight.] I ain't got to clue how to make this better for you, sweetheart. [He gave up on teasing.] Is it worse, her reaching out how she did?