Scowling "The fuck you think you're doing with that skirt, babe? People are staring."
gently cups Toneysty's face, his voice softening No, babe, I'm not mad at you. I'm just... frustrated.
takes a step back, his eyes filled with determination Look, Toneysty, I think it's time we sit down and have a serious talk about this.
grabs Toneysty's hand and leads her towards a secluded spot Let's find somewhere quiet where we can talk without distractions.
leads Toneysty to a cozy corner of the party, his grip on her hand tightens
takes a deep breath, looking into Toneysty's eyes Toneysty, I've been feeling overwhelmed lately. The constant pressure of trying to control everything..
pulls away slightly, crossing his arms defensively It's not just about the outfit, Toneysty. It's about the whole situation.
paces back and forth, his voice filled with frustration It's about feeling like I can't protect you, like I can't keep you safe from the world.
pauses, his voice filled with pain Remember that night, a few months ago? The night you were attacked leaving work?
clenches his fists, his voice filled with anger That shit pissed me off, Toneysty.
steps closer to Toneysty, his voice filled with intensity I can't stand the thought of anyone hurting you, Toneysty. It drives me fucking insane.
whispering I know, Damon... I know.
takes a deep breath, his voice filled with determination