Re: In-person: Misha B/Damian W
You can't dislike a man you never even spoke to. [But, Misha, he said that fond, on account of knowing Damian would do just that and be stubborn 'bout it.] Course it's a reflection on me. If folks dislike me, it means I'm doing something they dislike. [Which was simplistic, but it made a whole lot of sense to Misha that way.
Damian shifted, and Misha didn't know what the other boy was thinking 'bout his kin. Damian hadn't said, and Misha wasn't sure what was troubling the boy, not beyond the visit from Con and what had transpired in the kitchen. But, even that was hard to fix on when Damian traced fingers 'gainst freckle-pale skin from hand to shoulder.] Why have we got to change? Why can't you be how you are, and I can be how I am? Why's it got to be 'bout changing today? It fussed you real bad I didn't treat him how you did?