Damion would simply hold out the spine, letting that do the talking for him as the middle aged man opened the door. "We took care of your stomper problem, sir." He had to admit, he actually figured he sounded kinda cool just getting right to business like that, it made his heart swell with a feeling of pride. Perhaps it was just that he didn't want to look like a fool in front of Cassia anymore, he wanted to be a man that she could depend on, feel comfortable with...