Damian smiled in response, this time actually more genuine. “I’ll demonstrate.” He walked over to a patch of grass, growing a rose. “If there were water I’d have done a lotus for you.” He murmured, plucking the rose from the ground and handing it to her. “I can also—“
”Be a showoff.” A squirrel chattered from a nearby tree. Damian rolled his eyes.
“That was uncalled for.” He grumbled, rolling his eyes and glaring at the small creature.