Re: In-person: Misha B/Damian W
I thanked him for saying honestly what it was. He did say it was good I did it, just that he don't cotton to me as a result. [And, while Misha didn't have himself a clue what was going on in Damian's head just now, he knew it wasn't nothing good. It didn't feel like the rooftop had, but it felt like the boy was fixed on something bad, and Misha never did know how to jolt him from that any. It was like he told Eddie, and he reckoned just being and listening was all a soul could do sometimes. So, turned to look at the dark boy, fingers in dark hair and then dragged down along dark cheek, Misha waited with a soft grin as Damian tipped his head forward for more touching.] I get jealous 'bout things all the time, Plum. [He did.] But mostly I fret 'bout not being how you need. I know me insisting on being a certain way with folks, it ain't how you would choose, and that frets me. We all fret 'bout things when we care, I reckon. Long as don't fret so much we don't talk 'bout it any. Eddie says he and Stephanie used to yell at each other 'bout things, and that it was unhealthy but better than this not-talking they do now. [His fingers were at Damian's collarbone now.] I don't reckon I can help how I am. That made me real worried today.