"<strong>I would say that my twin is Lilith but it's not.</strong>" Smiling softly at that, a joke that he so often shares that it comes out like second nature. Where is she? Losing that smile almost immediately, reminded of his twin's predicament he concentrates at the task at hand.<br/><br/>It is said that one can learn much from a handshake. His a firm one, shows a silent strength. Not as rough as the nomad's but definitely a hand that is not a stranger to a gun, the way they wrap around the nomad's hand, firm yet relaxed. The trigger finger leading as it firmly presses down on his hand, not squeezing or trying any domineering shit, but seemingly natural. From the handshake and body language, Damien is glad that his initial assessment was right, at least for the foreseeable future.<br/><br/><strong>"Can't say that I do friend. All I got was the meet place and to expect more details following. This will be my first job, but have experience in the private sector. I'll follow your lead."</strong>