Damien smiled softly; as Ally disappeared mid-sentence.  There was logic in her statement, well, up until the point where she got hit by inspiration anyway.  He had been relying on the dice for answers but had not asked of them the right questions; at least not yet.<br/><br/>But right now there was one question that was foremost in his mind; should he have another drink or not.  He looked down at the dice before closing his fingers around them and deciding he did want another drink<br/><br/>He looked up as another voice caught his attention and did all he could to compose himself and hold back the nervous twitch in his voice; “I am t..trying to piece together my p..p..past, then I might know w..which path to take for the future.  I..I  feel that I am m..missing something.” he shot a furtive glance at his coat.  “R..right now though I w..w..ould love another drink.” he smiled.<br/>