[Damian thought to tell Jon he could walk just fine, but this was much faster. He held onto Jon's neck and closes his eyes as he speeds off. So little faith in him Kent. He let Jon hold him a bit longer, stroke his hair... comfort him like no one but Grayson ever did. Then suddenly he moves to sit next to Jon rather than in his lap, but...holds lightly to Jon's hand. He looks down, taking a deep breath for some much-needed air, then lets out a scream of pure rage that he'd been holding in since all of this started.
...That... that felt better. He drops his head and takes a few more deep breaths once he's done. The tears coming to a stop, for the most part, wetness rimming his eyes, but letting it out seeming to have somewhat helped. He keeps his head down, not bothering to explain himself, not like he did explain his actions much anyway.]
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...That... that felt better. He drops his head and takes a few more deep breaths once he's done. The tears coming to a stop, for the most part, wetness rimming his eyes, but letting it out seeming to have somewhat helped. He keeps his head down, not bothering to explain himself, not like he did explain his actions much anyway.]