"I'm in town on business," Damon answered, taking a long, deep breath and exhaling silently. He did feel a bit guilty admitting to Ryan that he was only there because business had brought him there in the first place, and as he thought for a moment, he ran his tongue over his teeth contemplatively. Slowly his gaze drifted back over towards Ryan, though he remained standing where he was.<br/><br/>"... I canceled an entire evening's worth of appointments to come straight here," he said curtly, his gaze abruptly shifting back towards the garden. Yes, it had been six months since Ryan had last seen him or heard from him, but perhaps that would convince him he was truly there to see him.<br/><br/>"However. If you truly don't care to see me right now, I could probably make my appointments still," Damon said with a slight sigh in his voice, the hand that wasn't holding the cloak reaching for his pocket watch and flicking it open, glancing at the time. He didn't actually care what time it was. It wasn't as though he intended to leave regardless of what Ryan's answer was.