Re: [University: Damian & Misha]
[Damian listened to this explanation, this extrapolation and hypothesis. He was going to admit that, perhaps, Misha had a point, when the boy was placing the small earbud in his ear. He listened to this then, his expression once again falling to studious seriousness.] It is pretty, [he allowed with slight confusion. He was often still puzzled by expressions of art where they existed outside of Eastern and Western canon. Perhaps, he just could not see the point of writing a song from this woman's point-of-view. But, he did not say this. Instead, he looked to Misha to tell him,] Also I am aware you are avoiding answering. Since you said as much to me, it is only fair if I inform you.
[He accepted the answers about monogamy with thoughtfulness, before he asked of his own sexuality. The smile that burgeoned new-bud on Misha's lips was one he liked a great deal, even though he knew it was going to make him wish to do things he could not do. He watched the angel watch his lips and swallowed. He squirmed in his seat.] Then what am I? What are you?
[The change of subjects was good, yes. Damian did not mind that his hair was played with. He liked the sensation.] What do you miss of Kentucky? I admit to perhaps missing a few aspects of both. [It was not much of an admission, but it was nearly all he had. Specifics meant he would have to think on it, and he did not like dwelling on such things. Damian looked at his boyfriend and his smile.] Yes, this is what I mean. [He lifted his chin, making Misha arch his wrist more to reach.] No, he does not comprehend. I asked him why he would have wanted to watch us. You remember. He said so he would know what to do and do better with you. Everything he does is motivated by self-involvement. It is mildly frustrating.
[Much like the earlier subject change, he was happy to stand. To have something to do, rather than sit, so, after the kiss to the cheek (which was received warmly), he stood with his hand still entwined in Misha's. He bumped into the boy purposefully, and if they went out the doors, both sets, spilling out onto the city sidewalk, he immediately lit a cigarette. Onehandedly.]