Her nerves were coming through loud and clear and Daemon found himself conversely less nervous the more she stumbled over her words. His smile grew looser and more confident, his tension relaxed out of his shoulders, and he settled into his usual attitude of warm sensuality that he used to put people at ease (or overwhelm them. Either way). This, he understood. 'This' being conversations with people where the balance of power had shifted in his favor.
"We can start with me," Daemon agreed, propping his chin on his fist and studying her. "I just got here. Today, actually. My name is Daemon, by the way. Daemon Sadi." And he smiled.
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Date: 2019-05-14 05:59 pm (UTC)"We can start with me," Daemon agreed, propping his chin on his fist and studying her. "I just got here. Today, actually. My name is Daemon, by the way. Daemon Sadi." And he smiled.