Damien walks back to the apartment, looking around cautiously
Sam: -awkwardly following-
Damien gets back to the apartment and goes in first, looking around to make sure it's empty before gesturing for you to come in.
Sam:-he walks inside- so . . I'm gonna go make tea . . Do you want any?
Damien: No thanks.
Sam: ok :T -he just goes into the kitchen and starts making it-
-when the tea is done-
Sam: -he sits on the couch, sipping his tea- -twitches-
Damien looks at his hands
Damien: So...I should probably tell you about the black magic market...
Sam: . . I already know about it . .
Damien: Ok. The people I work-worked for, they're the crime syndicate behind the market...
Sam: so . . We have, basically, the actual black market after us? -he twitches again-
