Re: [Cottage: Misha & Damian]
[Misha, he still smelled like the bed. He hadn't managed to crawl out of it any yet that day, which wasn't real normal for him, and the blankets were all mussed and balled behind him. He wiggled toes in socks as he listened to Damian talk, and he didn't argue none. That was a habit picked up from the boy sitting atop him, going real quiet when he disagreed but didn't want to fuss 'bout it.] What'd you two figure out 'tween yourselves? [He assumed that Damian and Helena had come to some understanding, else Damian wouldn't be here just now. As for that outstretched palm, he met gaze with Damian after the other boy's lift of chin.] I'm supposed to help you not use any. Do you still want it now, even with me here? [He reckoned that might be cheating, but it was the best defense he reckoned he had at present.]