So much was happening at the table, as usual, but it was a damn blessing tonight, it made Damien have to stay alert and get out of his heavy head. Merlin, he was going to miss this. The feast was a disaster in the best of ways, people talking on top of each other, Sir Nicholas calling out a congratulations. "How's it going, Sir Nick?"

Chaos.

Total and Utter, and Damien was very glad he hadn't got up and left earlier like he almost had. He smiled warmly at Cinna. It was funny, the two of them had never been inseparable, and after last year things had been a bit strained, but he would still miss her very much. "Yeah, can you believe it?" He said with a laugh. Damien certainly couldn't, but maybe that was because a part of him didn't want to.

Damien glanced up at the slightly wrinkled face of Professor Paul Myers,a man Damien was fonder of than he'd thought he'd be, but that happened when someone came rushing to your rescue... Even if the rescue was unneeded, which he was still not stoked about, BTW. "Oh, uh... Thanks." Damien said, accepting the flower and sillily tucking it behind his ear in a gesture of good graces. He laughed, there was a bit of pinking to his ears, but he was still laughing. Who knew Myers could take the mick? "I.... definitely learned that, Professor."

Well... He wasn't surprised by the sentiment, but it didn't go unappreciated... Still. He didn't think he liked the guy.


And then Cutty and Zander Got all up on each other (okay, it was one sided, Damien could see that, but we digress) and Damien wanted to explode with laughter. Without a second thought, he leaned in to watch the two boys as one canoodled the other, resting his chin on his fist, Damien's lips split into a warm, amused smile.

"I should have voted for you two for best couple." Damien teased.