Long years of practice had honed his sense of when people are looking at him. He shifts a little bit, fully aware that she's sneaking glances at him. He wonders if she wants him to acknowledge those looks are just let them slide. Either way, he doesn't put a up  a fight when she tugs him out of the door. He waves good bye to Susanna, a light blush coloring his cheeks as they disappear from the tavern.<br/><br/>He blinks like a owl in daylight. He follows Serenity over to the clothing and cloth merchants. The merchants themselves and their custermers look startled to see him in the presence of a quite wealthy lady. He looks over the different options for clothes while the people go back to what they had been doing. Damian walks over to a booth that looks like it has some promising articles of clothing. He smooths his hand over a simple blue linen dress with wide sleeves. That would work well. Both for her shoulder holster and a fore arm holster.