[almost in spite of himself, one corner of Damien's mouth tips upwards. he might be a little vain, sure, but he can appreciate the almost sarcasm, the banter. either way, however the smile doesn't last long]
I'll be 48 in -- well. [he pauses, frowns] I'd say in February, but we all know how little time means around here. [not to mention the fact that, for all he knows, there is no February, where she comes from]
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I'll be 48 in -- well. [he pauses, frowns] I'd say in February, but we all know how little time means around here. [not to mention the fact that, for all he knows, there is no February, where she comes from]