Damien took a few more steps back from the fumes. He figured the two were okay in there, since they had started burning the wall when Damien had told them the coast is clear, plus, he had assumed that they would call for help when needed. Just to be sure, he eyes the Pokeball that held his Milotic, when the fire would become a bit uncontrollable. Mismagius was still happily eating people's dreams, making multiple Rocket members jerk and twitch on the floor, suffering because of the Pokemon. Damien merely waited for them to come out, leaning against a random wall.