The symbol on the back is more important to him than anything else. Therefore... it's important to me. It's a house crest. His family's, on his father's side.
[Not to put any pressure on her or anything. He's quiet for a long time, not awkwardly long, but long enough. His eyes look away; he won't meet her face.]
If the color alignments had been correct for my own, I would have given you something else. This will have to suffice.
[At this, he seems to get... not exactly embarrassed necessarily, but perhaps a tad more humbled. His head turns away with his eyes.
She'll take care of it, he knows. It isn't that he's ungrateful for finding and making the jacket only to have Jon--no, not vanish, return home. But he feels it's wasted on him when he always makes such a fuss about their differences.
And, boy, he misses his friend. Anyhow.]
It'll keep you dry. It isn't lined, but it's warm. Until the snow leaves and warmer weather arrives. I don't trust the vampire to know anything about regulating body temperature.
[LOOK. Their relationship is.........something. They're trying. Sort of. Maybe.]
If you're stupid enough to fall into the harbor, I'd just as soon let you drown. [This is a bold lie considering how softly he delivers it. Consider--everything. What Kisa knows of how he acts.
He'd probably be the first person diving headfirst in, with how quickly he had last time.]
[Listen. LISTEN. It's fine... They got into an argument over a book. It's... fine.]
You were affected also? [He peers at her with more scrutiny. Damn. He should have really checked in on her.] I believe the effects tied to the scales got most of us in the town, if not all.
It was... a nuisance. But. [A long pause. He isn't looking at her now.] I'm glad you're uninjured.
[The word he wants is "good," but what comes out is:] That's sufficient. [Because he's a disaster. And on top of being a disaster, he is officially embarrassed.
Ending conversations is as easy as shutting his mouth and walking away, but with her, it feels different. He hesitates, get frustrated about the hesitation, and then turns to keep leaving like he had intended before.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Just from the feel of it, it's something Damian put a lot of effort into. ]
I'll take care of it.
... Thank you.
no subject
[Not to put any pressure on her or anything. He's quiet for a long time, not awkwardly long, but long enough. His eyes look away; he won't meet her face.]
If the color alignments had been correct for my own, I would have given you something else. This will have to suffice.
no subject
[ Especially something that's so clearly important to him, and she holds the jacket a little closer. ]
no subject
She'll take care of it, he knows. It isn't that he's ungrateful for finding and making the jacket only to have Jon--no, not vanish, return home. But he feels it's wasted on him when he always makes such a fuss about their differences.
And, boy, he misses his friend. Anyhow.]
It'll keep you dry. It isn't lined, but it's warm. Until the snow leaves and warmer weather arrives. I don't trust the vampire to know anything about regulating body temperature.
no subject
[ what has she said about dissing Sierra, Damian!! ]
... But thank you. I'll make sure I don't fall into the harbor or anything.
no subject
If you're stupid enough to fall into the harbor, I'd just as soon let you drown. [This is a bold lie considering how softly he delivers it. Consider--everything. What Kisa knows of how he acts.
He'd probably be the first person diving headfirst in, with how quickly he had last time.]
I visited to give you the jacket, so I'm going.
[Look, he's terrible with social interaction...]
no subject
[ Well, she can't keep him, so Kisa manages to curb her disappointment, only nodding quietly. ]
Thanks again, Damian. For all of this.
[ And for letting her drown, apparently-- but no, she's aware, he didn't mean it. ]
no subject
[He turns to leave, but pauses for a second then turns back around.] The dragons. I know Sierra had been affected. [Him, too. The scales, he means.]
I should have inquired about your well-being; however, her and I didn't... agree on something. Were you safe?
no subject
Damian... ]
I was okay. I got her to stop destroying things... I think she was worried because I couldn't talk at the time.
[ In a language Sierra would have understood, anyway. ]
no subject
You were affected also? [He peers at her with more scrutiny. Damn. He should have really checked in on her.] I believe the effects tied to the scales got most of us in the town, if not all.
It was... a nuisance. But. [A long pause. He isn't looking at her now.] I'm glad you're uninjured.
no subject
[ And she's not as big a risk-taker as Damian. ]
no subject
Ending conversations is as easy as shutting his mouth and walking away, but with her, it feels different. He hesitates, get frustrated about the hesitation, and then turns to keep leaving like he had intended before.]
Stay out of trouble.
no subject
[ Well. That sounds like a very Damian thing to say, and Kisa won't make a move to stop him as he turns to leave. But she does say-- ]
I'll... see you later.
[ Safe travels and whatnot!! ]