The longer he walked, the more Damian was able to work off the excess adrenaline from the brief fight and think a little more clearly.  It had been a very long night and he was looking forward to going somewhere he could finally decompress and relax for a while.  That by no means stopped him from shooting menacing glares to any who called out to Ariana or Kyuui, just challenging them to test his patience.  The fighter was wound up tight, which made rational thought a little more elusive than it otherwise should be but managed to keep himself from doing anything foolish.<br/><br/>By the time they made it to their inn, he was able to reflect more clearly on what had taken place and realized he had let is unspent anger spill over to Kyuui.  The awareness made him feel guilty and resentful that he had once again let his rage get the best of him.  Damian held the door open for the two women, but followed closely on the kitsune's heels as she entered so that he was able to drape his arm around her shoulders once more.<strong>"I didn't mean for you to bear the brunt of my temper back there and I was speaking without thinking.  I'm sorry about what  I said and didn't mean them; you deserve better."</strong><br/><br/>Damian drew in a deep breath and eased it out to help calm him down even more.  Or at least try.  Though his mind was finally beginning to be at ease, there was still a subtle yet noticeable tension in his body as a result from the fall and recent combat.  His deep hazel eyes moved to Arina, doing his best to keep his eyes above her neckline with marginal success.<strong>"I was meaning to ask; do you live around here or are you visiting like the rest of us?  Either way, I'm sure we have come clothes upstairs you can borrow until you are able to get wherever it is you want to be tonight."</strong>He blinked for a moment as he remembered another item on his agenda for the night.<strong>"Speaking of upstairs, we need to check on Lars to see how his poison is treating him."</strong>