And then Damian actually bursts into laughter. It sounds both very not him and very him all at once. Genuine laughter, boyish, not dripping with malice or pettiness. He isn’t sure why this is so funny, but he doesn’t seem to mind that Dextera has seen a break in his countenance.
He just likes animals, okay.] Meow. [It makes him think of Selina. He squats down and reaches out to run some fingers down Pennyworth’s back. The cat gives an urgent, strangled meow as Damian stands back up. Pennyworth lays into Dextera’s legs, offering some arched rubbing.]
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And then Damian actually bursts into laughter. It sounds both very not him and very him all at once. Genuine laughter, boyish, not dripping with malice or pettiness. He isn’t sure why this is so funny, but he doesn’t seem to mind that Dextera has seen a break in his countenance.
He just likes animals, okay.] Meow. [It makes him think of Selina. He squats down and reaches out to run some fingers down Pennyworth’s back. The cat gives an urgent, strangled meow as Damian stands back up. Pennyworth lays into Dextera’s legs, offering some arched rubbing.]