He raised an eyebrow, "You're not?" That was interesting to him. For some reason it made him find her more fascinating.
"For my job, yes, but when I'm on leave. . . not so much."
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β oh, just recently. iβm not from here. β
or the time period for that matter.
β do you go out a lot? β
"The cream cheese and mango you mentioned." He answered, looking at her menu.
When the waitress came, Damien said his order - including a cup of water before looking at Agatha, waiting for her to say hers.
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β hmm think just that roll. β
she sat the menu down with a soft smile.
β what about you? β
It was peaceful. Just how Damien liked it. So far it was a good sign.
Due to his time in the force, he was constantly checking their surroundings as if expecting someone to attack.
"You can pick where we sit."
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β why thank you. β
she flashed a smile before entering. it was quiet, nice lighting, soft music.
The silence that was shared was nearly deafening but comforting at the same time. Damien didn't know what to talk about - remaining quiet and calm. Almost like he enjoyed the silence. Whether they'd talk or be quiet, he enjoyed it nonetheless.
He had completely missed most of the conversation - his mind everywhere but the present.
"Sorry. What was great?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck.
