Hydra House: Davian & Peyton
The collision scared Davian more than he wanted to admit. He let out a tight yelp and whirled around, coming face to face with Peyton. Relief brought out his own laugh, though it was still nervous and he was still making fleeting glances down the hall.
"Fucking Hell," he chuckled. "I thought you were one of them. How the fuck do we get out of here?"
Davian's tail had come around his hip and curled around his elbow, hugging it securely. It helped keep him calmer, having that hold. It had always worked in Las Vegas when he was afraid and had served him well since coming to the school. Come to think of it, Davian pondered, he'd seen scarier things since coming to the Academy than he'd ever seen in a demon commune. That was saying something.