Re: [University: Damian & Misha]
[Damian scoffed, but did not protest Misha's explanation. He did sniffle, after that, forgetting himself and his nose feeling rather like it was dripping. He still smiled at the comment about being pretty in nothing.] I am striking, [he corrected loftily, and he allowed his gaze to wander over chest in blue, then back up.] You are pretty. [This was said teasingly.—As for Titus, Damian cocked his head a touch.] What do you wish to do? I am happy to stay here as long as we wish. I have Father's cowl. [There was no one quite near enough to hear this, or at least not to hear it and understand, especially beneath the music. Damian made certain of this.] There is much to be done here. But, if you would rather be in Repose, that is fine. [Truthfully, he would go wherever.] I like sleeping with you as well. You will not do it at the Manor, because you worry about Father?
[Damian was fairly certain he could go killing the world, that this was what he was meant to do. So, he glowered at Misha, softening slightly when his hand was taken into the angel's. He squeezed, then leaned into brush to jaw. The way he was sitting, with that arm around Misha's knees, he could nearly place his head there. Eventually, he did this. He tipped his head backward, so the back of his skull was to the boy's chest, and he peered up at him as he spoke.—However, then he sat upright once more, as he disagreed that he would not be fighting battles on Misha's behalf.] If we are approached by those who intend us harm, in any capacity, including this, I am not going to do nothing. [He said this with stubbornness.
But, like his glower, it softened, then ceased to be obvious when Misha kissed him. Damian tipped his head to the side, leaning his weight onto the boy's gathered knees, and though he did not resist the kiss ending, he did remain where he was, looking at Misha's lips. He glanced upward with a smirk.] Yes. [He thought.] I have been drunk... three times. Once, whilst I was abroad, alone. And twice here, before anyone moved in. You do not need to get drunk, if you do not wish to. I only think it would be entertaining. [He smiled.]