Upon hearing Luna's voice Desmond jumps in his seat, the tapping getting much worse, and he yelps. He then covers his mouth and blinks. What. The. Fuck?! He looks at her and shakes his head. "Nothing." He says through his fingers. Dark Smoke started floating from his fingers and the smoke moved of it's own accord, where only he could see, forming a image of Luna and hearts around her. Desmond yelped again and grasped at the smoke, trying to stop it from doing that. The smoke moves over to Luna and forms a heart and a tiny cupid-like creature, which shoots an arrow through it. Desmond tries desperately to stop the rebel smoke and it pantomimes giggling, flying around Luna and basically drawing things that would point to Desmond fancying her, torturing the poor boy as he attempted to stop the smoke, the blush rising up to his cheeks. He shakes his head no vigorously, seeming hell bent on denying it no matter what.