Damien nods as he watches her moves back, keeping the rag of ice at his chest. This was certainly interesting. He wondered about the raise he felt in his chest. Sitting up more fully, Damien scoots himself off the bed. Removing the rag from his chest, he buttons up his shirt and straightens it out before leaving the room and putting the rag in the sink. When they speak about leaving, he hoped that meant he was still going to testify for last night.