Damian looks up to see what had caused such a stir at the entrance to the tavern. A cream and red colored blur knocks down a patron. When the blur stops, her realizes it's Serenity. He can spot the hand print shaped bruises forming on his wrist. He can guess who put them there. His vision goes slightly red while he listens to her. He doesn't dare stop Susanna from leaving. He knows exactly where she's headed. He draws Serenity in to him, stroking her hair and offering security.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Servants know a lot more than what they're given credit for. In this case, how Michael got beat up in his own home, by a girl none the less. Of course he's not going to admit that. But was a servant that let the irate susanna into the house itself. He doesn't ask questions, he just opens the door for her and then vanishes. Ignorance is bliss.<br/><br/>The first blow leaves him stunned. He groans when she kicks her. For a few minutes after she leaves, he lays on the floor, thinking on what to do next. She had to go. That's for sure.<br/><br/></span>