"Meeee...meee habbi, yez!"
Damon smiled, and pointed to his orb.
"Warrr.."
(OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhh-Oh shitbiscuits-)
"W-war...?"
"Yezz...do big owieee!"
"Ohhhh..."
He very, very gently touches the cracked orb. Damon can see the tattooed dots on his fingers
He flinches, his scales puffing out a bit.
"Ah-s-sorry..."
He moves his hand away
He grabs Darcy's hand and placed it back on his chest
"W-what-"
Darcy seems confused
"Dis...heart...yez?"
"Uh-y-yeah, I guess..."
