<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Damien || <strong>Location:</strong> the beach || <strong>Tagged:</strong> Thea</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1266.photobucket.com/albums/jj529/marconidrake/marco_zpse82dc209.jpg)</div><br/>Damien's eyes might be directed towards the skies, but his attention was fully on the young woman standing beside him. When one spends a lot of time on this island, as he had, one starts to get a feel for the type of people who come here. Those with the wandering eye. The adventurous couples who want to add a little bit of spice to their grey relationships. And those shy ones, just on the edge of going over that line, but something is holding them back -- fear, or morality, or a sense of duty.<br/><br/>It is that latter group that he looks out for. And he has Thea pegged for it almost immediately. The shy glances over, wanting to look but not sure if she can or should. The hot blush that rises up to her cheeks. He is almost able to keep the smile from forming on his lips, enough to keep it down to a slight smirk. She's talking about the moon, the universe, and their place in all of it. And he's not really listening - conversation isn't exactly the first thing on his mind, more just a means to an end. It does give him the chance to let his eyes dance over her form again, even if he kept his face forward, towards the sea. Heated glance has almost a weight to is as it started up and made a slow drag down her curves.<br/><br/>Finally, it was time to turn. He takes a step to the side and turns, placing him directly in front of Thea now. Damien's bare chest filling her vision. His tall broad form blocking out the light of the moon, putting her in a slight shadow.<br/><br/>"Absolutely. It humbling."<br/><br/>A warm smile, and he lets his eyes fall on her own - after another quick flick down, nothing that he tries to hide. In fact, he wants her to see it, that seemingly unintentional loss of his controlled, polite self.<br/><br/>"I'm Damien, a pleasure to meet you.<br/><br/>Are you new to the island?"<br/><br/>He knows that she is. Taking a step closer to her, enough that she will have to crane her head, just the smallest bit, up to meet his gaze. Close enough that the heat of his body can be felt, a sharp contrast to the cool salt breeze coming off the ocean.