That was something he hoped he hoped not to explain to anyone. His face blank as he seemed to think about her request. To most likely steel himself of what was being asked of him. This expression stayed on his face for a while before he looked toward Ana.
"It was dark, above littered what looked like stars. Her presence was cold. Her touch a violation altogether that can make you immobile. She was like a power that could consume your own. Numbing the senses besides to feel and hear." As Damien explained, his face emotionless but his voice full of uncertainty and hate. "She pressures you, tries to convince you to give up your name. Looking for a weakness to exploit you." His hands clenched in his pockets. It was almost like he would hear her again. But knew it was a figment of his imagination and shut that voice out. To tear the memory to pieces.
"It was dark, above littered what looked like stars. Her presence was cold. Her touch a violation altogether that can make you immobile. She was like a power that could consume your own. Numbing the senses besides to feel and hear." As Damien explained, his face emotionless but his voice full of uncertainty and hate. "She pressures you, tries to convince you to give up your name. Looking for a weakness to exploit you." His hands clenched in his pockets. It was almost like he would hear her again. But knew it was a figment of his imagination and shut that voice out. To tear the memory to pieces.
