And, for the second time lately, Damien’s little reverie was interrupted by the Irish tones of- “Eden McGee.” Was he still annoyed with her (unreasonably so)? Damien check his feelings as the blue-eyed young woman approached. No, no he didn’t suppose he was, because there he was, smiling away at her.

He chuckled, the sound deep and friendly as he hugged the back. “I’m good, really good... For the first time in a while, actually.” And Yeah, it was totally because Roria had finally agreed to take him back, Damien was man enough to admit that.

He’d been about to inquire after her when someone else approached them, a ‘Claw, one as gangly and lanky as himself and he was carrying a… Cello? Interesting, super interesting, curiouser and curiouser, you know?

Damien laughed good naturedly. “Which one means we’re using he room?” If this dude really needed it though, Damien wouldn’t be opposed to letting him have it.

He kind of looked like he needed a break.