Date: 2009-10-05 05:44 am (UTC)
Nathaniel might take Damian's hand, but Damian all but clings to the wereleopard, slipping his other arm around Nat's waist and hoping that he won't be pushed away.

It's daytime, and while he has awoken early before, it has never been in an unsecured location. He keeps eyeing the pillar of sunlight coming from the broken front door like the beam will curve and devour him.

"It's been a long night," Damian says softly, the blood staining the pale skin from his lips down his chest a clear indication that he is the cause of all the damage. "Only my master's power allows me to be awake and... unharmed."
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