"Not exactly, I just have an appreciation for all things that are fine. In this case, people. Carina is very fine, both in beauty and character," Daphne assured and Damon was not at all surprised by her response. He had always known his sister had an eye for very fine things. Quality and Daphne were synonymous.
He left Daphne shortly afterward and went to find Alexander. Damon found him pacing the floor in his room, his face tense with a small frown on his forehead.
"Alex?" Damon called out to him, snapping the man from his daze.
"Hey," Alexander greeted as he stopped moving and looked at the man whose presence helped to calm his nerves greatly.
Damon approached him, his hand landing on his nape and tangling in a few strands of his thick midnight black hair.
"What's wrong?" he asked and Alexander sighed softly, a sign that he was deeply troubled by something.