Re: [In-person: Dami & Misha.]
I'll say I'm sorry for interrupting her reading, I reckon. [He smiled some when Damian tutted, and he did think back brief to how annoyed Damian would've gotten 'bout that hypothetical back when he was using his drugs regular. It wasn't that Damian was kinder now, on account of Damian's unkindness had always come from not even realizing he was sometimes unkind, but he was a whole lot more patient these days, and Misha was plenty proud of it.] I would still be plenty jealous if you did bed down with someone in the dreaming, and I'd be in a real rush to claim you back. [He said it plain and without shame, on account of it was just his truth.] I ain't sure what a preterite is, but I'm just calmer now. I caused something awful, and I shouldn't make choices when I ain't good at it. [He glanced down at wriggling toes, then back up as Damian tapped his chin.] I ain't going to cease everything. Not being an angel or the Antichrist or whatever I am, it ain't the same as stopping being me. I'll go back to school, if they'll have me. I'll be regular. [He stood, not even thinking to fuss 'bout it. Damian should really get looked at by the doctor prowling 'round, but Misha wanted him to himself too. He scooped up Damian's boots from 'neath the cot, and he held them over.]