jamie_winchester
Cluster
- Joined
- Nov 30, 2010
Daemon smiled a little as he rested his arms on his knees, fingers laced behind his neck as he tried to think past his grief. Despite the grief eating him alive, it didn't show, not even a shudder disturbed the man's ice cold exterior. Unlike his father, Daemon riddle had become very good at hiding what he was really feeling if he had enough reason to do so. "That would be good. None of us are up to teaching."He said smiling a little."I was thinking about adopting him to. Both g-gretchen's victims, I thought I could save him again."He sighed quietly before shaking his head looking amused as he reached a hand out rubbing Quez's shoulder as he pouted a little."Ah come on quez. What's with that pretty bird?You're paying more attention to him instead of me?"He teased.