More his type than anyone else's. Arie lets his mind worry around that thought for a moment as he sips his coffee. His type. Damian definitely had been eager to get back into his bed last night. Isn't seeing anyone at the moment at least.

So dinner? Something tightens his gut at the thought, something nervous and excited at the same time. Something worried. Damian had made it clear that he isn't interested in at least something so serious as leaving on a tour with Arie. But maybe a dinner isn't too much. Maybe he's more into it now?

"Yeah, I think I will. But are you giving me advice about how handle my love life?" Arie asks with a quirk of his brow as he gives his attention back to Ulysse. "Seems like yours has come a long way to fuck up your life."