Damien only smiled as he felt the dice chink in his pocket.  As they walked towards the car he lagged behind a little, his attention distracted by the paper Austin had given to him; he always had this inconvenient habit of walking and reading; often to his detriment.  As it was he made it to his destination without event for once and dropped onto the seat; still thumbing through the paper, his attention distracted  as he spoke.<br/><br/>“Late?” he enquired; “I am sure they wouldn’t hold a few minutes tardiness against you given the circumstances.” he looked over and smiled at her.