His eyes immediately lock onto us as we enter, honing in on me as I linger behind Grey awkwardly. His mouth pulls into a tight line, his disapproval obvious, but Grey clutches my hand, squeezing it as we approach. "Grey," Damon greets, not taking his eyes off me. Grey lets go of my hand, putting his arm around my shoulders like I'm an old friend. "Is everyone here?" Damon nods. "Let's begin."
consider me nervous
