"Let me call him first, see how he's feeling," Despil says, then leans forward to squeeze Damian's knee. "I'm not dragging you there without a good reason. I just can't help but wonder if we could do something about this situation with Ulysse's bar from behind the scenes..."
He nods then and puts down the empty beer can. "Let me see how it goes first, okay?"
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He nods then and puts down the empty beer can. "Let me see how it goes first, okay?"
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Damian doesn't look too convinced, but there's also no reason for him to be too insistent either. Yet.
And he can trust Despil to try to be more... open to conversation on the phone rather than meeting their father in person.
"All right... Let's see how you manage."