( there's a throaty laugh that starts somewhere in his chest, happy and bright just by damon being damon. genius, yes, of course. what a bully. dick is harder to knock of kilter than that, though, and it's soothed regardless by his affliction in sentimentality. dick wonders if you can be as old as damon and not be sentimental, but that's a whole philosophy on eternal life he's never cared much to dive into. the people from back home he knows whose lifespans extend longer than humans are all generally happy - that's about where he finishes that thought.
damon isn't a very happy person, no matter how charming his smiles are, or how kind his words can be. he's grown too used to severing ties with people that he does it like a pastime, tossing relationships out when he's bored, or it's inconvenient to him. maybe - that's a little bitterness on dick's part. poor form. he can be as hurt about the situation as he likes, but he can't exactly blame him. there are people dick would go running back to too, regardless of other connections. )
I'm supposed to be good at blending in.
( there's a playful taunt to his words. man of the shadows and all that. dick's been dancing since he was a young boy so he's indisputably good at it - he lets damon lead though, a palm rested on his shoulder and in the lift of his hand. )
xoxo
damon isn't a very happy person, no matter how charming his smiles are, or how kind his words can be. he's grown too used to severing ties with people that he does it like a pastime, tossing relationships out when he's bored, or it's inconvenient to him. maybe - that's a little bitterness on dick's part. poor form. he can be as hurt about the situation as he likes, but he can't exactly blame him. there are people dick would go running back to too, regardless of other connections. )
I'm supposed to be good at blending in.
( there's a playful taunt to his words. man of the shadows and all that. dick's been dancing since he was a young boy so he's indisputably good at it - he lets damon lead though, a palm rested on his shoulder and in the lift of his hand. )
You stick out like a sore thumb, though. No mask?