Phantom Hollow His eyes upon your face

And though it pained him to hear that his own blood rejected his family's customs and religion, Damien was at the very least satisfied with the fact that Maegi and Ramsay weren't getting him either. He wouldn't want to have to cut down yet another relative if it came to that at any point, because he knew he wouldn't hesitate for the sake of what he was trying to build.

It is a shame that you reject our ways, nephew. But regardless, this is home to you, if you ever need it to be. I will not change my mind about that much. he said with what could be understood as kindness through his words, but which a shrewd one would know to be only his own way of sweetening an ear. He truly hoped that at some point Ganon would find it in him to return to his birthland, and hopefully when he did — when any of the ones that had left Blackfeather Woods at any point did decide to come back he would be there holding the fort to open up the gates for them. And though Damien appreciated that Ganon was honest with him, every single revelation he made that day added a little bit of pain to his dark corrupted heart.

The pain was made clearest in his eyes when Ganon mentioned his mother. And he wanted to ask. He needed to know any possible detail about Potema's whereabouts if possible, but for a moment he didn't know how or if he should even ask. About Potema... he started hesitantly. Do you know anything about her? No one's been able to locate her after the war broke out, It wasn't like he had much hope of ever finding her alive again, as was the case with Cicero, but he wouldn't rest it until he was certain.