Since she'd entitled him to the luxury of holding her for a moment, he playfully spun for a moment before setting her down. The moment was his, so he might as well enjoy it a little. Especially if she was going to keep teasing to test his patience.
"Climbing to the roof in your pajamas would have been quite the spectacle." Finding himself to be standing still for a moment and falling behind, he jogged a step or two to catch up and then settled back into an easy pace. This was it, at least ostensibly - the gate was right there and they were walking straight through it and into the lush compound. And while still quite confident to express himself properly, and receive favorable reception, Damien still reached for Fiorella's hand for reassurance.
It was instinctive, and if he was honest with himself it was something he caught himself wishing he could do quite frequently. "Who should we meet first?" It seemed prudent to ask now and set an agenda for the rest of the day. There were a lot of relatives to go through after all.
