"Yeah, guess so..." If Damien sounds distracted, it's definitely only because it's kind of a mess in his head with Mark's emotions floating around and definitely not because while Mark is staring out the window, he's watching Mark.

A cityscape view out of a hotel window. It's such a simple thing. A throwaway thing taken for granted by probably every single person that's ever been on a vacation. But it brightens Mark up like a goddamn Christmas tree, and it's such a damn infectious feeling.

"Yeah," he mumbles an agreement at the beautiful comment. "it was..." but Damien is still looking at Mark.