Damien could feel a knot in his stomach when they entered the huge room. This almost felt his senses were on overload. The music, the bright colors, new scents and sounds. He had to breathe for a moment to calm his senses and his wolf that bristled nervously. He was technically still learning to reign everything in.

Dante brought him back and grounded him with a task to fulfill. To escort, he could do. It would keep his focused and grounded. With a nod, Damien his arm up and hooked, ready for Ana to accept. "May I have the honor of being your escort this evening?" He asks her.