Damien: Good.
A couple of little kids walk by. They see Damien's face and whisper something to each other, than laugh and run away. Damien sighs.
Sam: -he notices- . . they're just wispering about how cool your scars are u-u
Damien: I know they're not. It's ok, they're just kids...
Sam: :T . . Well even if they aren't, I think your scars are cool -n-
Damien: I-thanks...
He looks at his feet
Sam: your welcome. - a little bit later he falls alseep on the grass-
Damien sighs and waits for you to wake up
Damien: (quietly)...He's actually pretty cute...
Sam: -he's just laying there, asleep-
Damien: sighs Mom, if-if you're up there...I-I don't think I can do this. The-the others...they were all evil-I-I told myself that, but-but he's...
Sam: -he turns over mumbling in his sleep-
