[Guren watches everyone else, and Damian watches Guren. His eyes circle the man's face, but he can't really read anything except the momentarily glance away. Not at him, though... At something else. The look is too focused for Guren to simply be staring into space thoughtfully.
The room, the weapons, the demons...
His mouth opens to probe, but then it shuts quickly when Guren adds the rest. Now he's looking at the others. He steps forward, two ahead of Guren. He's looking for someone, and by the expression on his face, it doesn't seem to be Jon. This isn't a look reserved for friends. It's a look for family.]
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The room, the weapons, the demons...
His mouth opens to probe, but then it shuts quickly when Guren adds the rest. Now he's looking at the others. He steps forward, two ahead of Guren. He's looking for someone, and by the expression on his face, it doesn't seem to be Jon. This isn't a look reserved for friends. It's a look for family.]
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