Deepwood Weald drawn with a team of little atomi

He listened quietly, eyes drifting to each speaker as introductions were made. Damien suggested that he get his grandmother settled, and the beast nodded once in acceptance. Alright, this way, he responded to Megara's request, turning to head into the territory. He waited to make sure she was following before he started to move but said nothing else. He didn't know what exactly she expected of him, but he was fairly certain he didn't have much to offer other than a brain of fragmented nonsense where his memories should be. Still, she was family, and so she had his respect. His loyalty would take more time, but his family was far more likely to earn it than most.