[His eyes search quickly, trying his best not to emote as he watches him kneel down, almost recoiling before Darkleer puts a hand out and grasps his chin. Summoner stays quiet, feeling the cool touch of the blueblood's forehead against his own. Summoner's nostrils flare and he can feel a heat rise up in his face, eyes searching Darkleer's face before he manages a small nod, his hands loosening from the frayed red of his pants was gripping not just before.]
action;
Okay.