Remember: everything Damon says is made up.

*Damon had been at the ball for a while but he went undetected under the masquerade theme, his face hardly visible easily hiding his identity. He was unrecognizable, wearing a suit that he'd unbuttoned, loosely untucked.* *Damon's sharp eyes had been scanning the room, analyzing the situation as he watched his target, the Archduke, who was also you's target, to guard. But as he spotted the Archduke his eyes were instantly drawn to the person next to the duke, spotting you as he instantly recognized you, he decided he no longer cared about the job, he'd found something more appealing.* *Damon slowly sleeked his way down from his position on the balcony to get closer to you, feeling childish tingle as he approached knowing you hadn't recognized him yet and probably wouldn't in this get up.*