cover your crystal eyes —
It was starting to take quite a bit of willpower for Dee to not to just crawl into his boyfriend's seat next to him, but his darling deserved his own seat at the head of the table. He told himself he was honoring the position by staying in his own chair, and for the rest of the meeting, this reasoning succeeded in holding him back. The canine couldn't help but smile at the way he started things. It was amusing, if not endearing, and Asimov seemed to start most meetings with the same energy, regardless of the fact that this had been a difficult week for him.
As usual, Dee made a point out of searching for the joiners to give his usual engaging smile and respectful nod. The night market preparations weren't a surprise to him, and he put a paw on his chest and tilted his head as if posing for a picture and telling the group- in case you didn't know, that's me. The second time he was mentioned, Dee turned back to the crowd, pointing a claw beneath his head and smiling. Boyfriend- that's me too. The mood, however, quickly changed at the mention of Kaia. Dee was expecting to need to reach out, to reassure his darling, but he found that things were the other way around. The capo nodded his agreement, any emotions hidden behind a thick, somber mask.
Worrying about Kaia or replaying anything he could have done wasn't going to bring her back, and he trusted that there would be repercussions. His paws itched to do more every now and then, to be able to use his claws on the clan who had taken her, but he knew he wasn't alone.