Damon had caught a glimpse of Atticus. The man had fled soon after he had met his gaze, having literally only looked at him for a fleeting moment, and his eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly.<br/><br/>So Ryan had done it. He'd gotten a hold of Atticus somehow and now he was here. It was enough to distract him briefly until suddenly he caught his name and realized that Anel and Ryan were talking about him.  He'd caught the word 'patronage' and the fact that Ryan was apparently talking up Anel's virtues - had he noticed Atticus running off? Was he trying to pawn him off on someone else now so he could go tend to that?<br/><br/>Trying his best not to betray any of the thoughts running around his own head, a wan smile tugged at his lips as he turned to face towards them, evidently less amused now.<br/><br/>"A pleasure to meet you," He said, his voice very slightly flat, as he looked over Anel briefly - he was attractive, but he apparently quite easily shrugged off Ryan's suggestion, even seeming faintly disgusted by it, though Damon may have been imagining it. Still, his hands clenched into fists behind his back in agitation, feeling distinctly ganged up on by the two.<br/><br/>"... I'm sure you are a wonderful companion, but I was here to visit Ryan," Damon said to Anel, forcibly loosening the sudden tension in his posture, his eyes on the master of the establishment. "Not that it appears my presence is especially appreciated. In fact, it appears I'm rather in the way."