Sam: yeah, I'm perfectly fine! ^w^'
Damien: I-ok...
He leads you to the side of the street and waves down a cab
Sam: -he let's out a breath of relief and follows-
Damien gets in the cab, tells him where they're going and then pays him in hard cash.
Sam: -he get in the car and puts down his backpack of belongings gently(because he put max in there i forgot to put that in earlier)-
Damien: So...Uh...
Sam: what?
Damien:...I-I don't know....
Sam: oh- uh . . -awkward silence- . . Sorry. -he turns and looks out the window-
Damien sighs and pulls out a sketchbook
