And who would thought Davrin would ever want to kiss a demon back, just in thanks for confirmation? Though he tried to bite his grin back as much as he could, almost able to physically feel the embarrassment rolling off the life-long, next-in-line to lead the Crows, assassin besides him. It probably didn't work well, not with the warmth spreading from his core all the way to tingle at the tips of his fingers, heart and mind nicely melted by drug and emotion.

"So you approve?"