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The man seemed to be pulled out of his daze by the cat, who took him by surprise. He managed to crack a small smile and reached down to scratch behind the animal's ears. Justice took this opportunity to walk up to him and start a conversation. "I couldn't help but notice that you looked a little down." She prompted, and with her greeting the cat, as if on cue, slunk off back to Damien to rub between his legs instead.

The man proceeded to explain that he'd recently lost his house and how he was trying to find a new place to stay but didn't have much money. "I can make you feel better." Justice assured him, and this is where she began to speak much more softly. It was hard to hear what she was saying at this point, but it sounded like she was explaining what she was and what she could do for him.

After a few moments of processing the information, the man nodded and Justice led him around the corner for some privacy. She proceeded to drink her fill, a soft thump following as the man fell to the ground before she came back around to Damien again, licking her lips and looking slightly drunk. "So you were looking for a key?" She asked him, deciding she might try and help him on his search.

Justice blinked at the girl who bumped into her, her eyes moving first to the girl and then to the deer she'd been carrying. "Of course not." She said, and her face got very serious. "I notice you have a deer, though. You should know better. Deer in these parts are sometimes considered sacred. It looks like you've just killed the deer god Haelthorne, revered throughout this part of the country." She said, giving the girl a withering look. Her cat was still ever-perceptive and hissed at Eruanna, the fur on the back of his neck rising.

She raised her eyebrows at the deer, noticing a few flies had already decided to linger around the eyeballs. "How do you intend to repay this community for such a heinous transgression? Are you a part of some cult that hates the deer?" She interrogated, her gaze fierce and intense. She looked almost ready to show her fangs.

Justice covered her mouth and started laughing, wiping a few tears from her eyes while her cat brushed between Eruanna's legs. "Deer aren't sacred here," she affirmed, still laughing a little bit at how offended the girl had gotten. "I was lying to you." She said, grinning and purposefully showing her fangs as a small thread.

"My kind have saved your a** on more than one occasion, so I'd hold your tongue if I were you, especially against myself in particular." She explained, her tone dark. "I may not hold much sacred, but I do not feed on innocent creatures like you do. My food comes willingly and leaves in one piece. Yours quakes and shudders a last breath while you feast on the entrails like any other common animal. This does not bother me, because it is the way of the world. It does not make you filthy, but if we were to compare filth based on food, I believe I would come out on top." She emphasized. Her cat saw a mouse out of the corner of it's eye and scampered off.

Before Damien could even consider a reply to Justice there was a deer and a girl on the ground at her feet. Damien thought to comment or make a joke toward the situation but when the girl apologized, Justice beat him to it. He thought it was funny that the girl implied that justice might be hurt from a bump like that, but he knew the girl didn't know Justice.

Damien stopped himself from rolling his eyes when justice started rambling about deer being sacred in the area. He thought the joke was a little bit "out there" but when she implied that the girl had killed the "deer god" he had to preoccupy himself to keep from losing it. He reached into his pouch and grabbed his last apple. He leaned against the building behind him and let the two go at it while he enjoyed the last of his prolonged breakfast.

While the two of them evolved from the joke, to backhandedly insulting each other, Damien kept himself out of it. If he'd learned anything in his time alive, it was to never get in between two women fighting. Fighting wars and banishing gods of destruction was one thing, but trying to stop two women who were having a pissing contest was a whole different monster. Instead he enjoyed his apple and the company of Bartleby. He half expected to be cleaning up a bloody mess in a matter of moments.

Damien finished his apple, quicker than he would have liked to, but clearly he didn't have an eternity to enjoy it. He tossed the core aside and stood up from leaning, brushing off his back a bit. He knelt down and pet the cat for a moment before the cat stepped aside, knowing the tension that loomed. Damien wasn't really in the mood to annoy the citizens of the town with a murder, and he really didn't want to have to clean up the mess that would surely be left behind. Most of all, he was a little worried, not knowing the girl's potential, that her and Justice might turn this town into a crater, like the lake, three times now.

He walked over calmly and put and hand on Justice's shoulder. "Hey, we should get going. I would love your assistance finding that key if you don't mind helping me out." He had a shallow smile on his face to help convey the calmness he wanted to maintain. He left his hand on Justice's shoulder as he waited for a response, partly for reassurance.

Leaning on the door frame, polishing off the last of her meal, Sayaka looked out onto the town from the inn she had crashed at. It was the same one she had been at half a dozen times since she was a child, and felt a sense of home when she was here. The town, it seemed, had gotten busier, but she didn't think much of it, meant trade was thriving, and for a moment, she let her thoughts linger on her family. The corners of her mouth twitched, and dusting off her hands and with a quick goodbye called back over her shoulder, she let the door settle closed on its own behind her as she stepped out onto the street. Her cloak swirled around her feet for a moment as she looked up and down the road, and turned left and headed further into town. She absently avoided people as she walked, humming softly as she peered into the stalls the lined the road. Her steps carried a slight bounce, as though to push to hard would rocket her into the sky, the lightness of her movement carried from her feet to her hair, which bobbed as she walked in the confines of it's ponytail, She lingered at a stall, exchanged words, moved on and continued the same as a fancy took her. Stopping, she pulled a coin from her pouch and tossed it at a vender, who tossed her back a small bag that smelled deliciously like second breakfast. Grinning with a wave of thanks, she pulled part of the sticky bun apart and popped the piece in her mouth, putting the rest into the bag at her hip.

Absently, she turned a corner and climbed a ladder to gain access to a building top. There she found a couple of barrels that had been collecting rainwater, and some wood someone had left there. From here, she had a good look of the city, and smiled in slight satisfaction. She had decided from the moment she awoke it was going to be a laid back sort of day, and this was the perfect little place to people watch. You never knew who you were going to run into, or what would happen, and truly, she would be lying if she didn't mind kicking up a little dust now and again when boredom hit.

Though, her ears pricked, it didn't seem like she would need to stir up trouble all on her own. She knelt at the edge of the roof, looking over, she spotted four figures down in the alleyway between buildings, and, wait...

Was that a deer?

Curious, she laid flat on the roof, resting her head on her hands as she listened to the people below her. Near as she could tell, the girl and the deer had interrupted something, and the so called sacred deer joke didn't seem to be clearing the air as expected. She tilted her head, letting herself open to the energies below her, absently starting to hum again.

Damien paused at Justice's question deciding to address the girl, Eruanna was it? Whatever her name was, he decided to address her first before continuing onto the other matters. "I'm Damien, and that's Justice, and I do apologize, but we should be on our way. It's been... interesting meeting you." Damien was trying his hardest to be polite to her, he honestly felt like both her and Justice had handled the whole situation wrong and it felt like now Eruanna was trying to force a regular conversation after all of that. It left a certain awkwardness hanging in the air that was driving Damien slightly mad on the inside.

Damien bowed his head to her initiating the breakaway from their interaction. With luck if they ran into this girl again, it would be under less socially awkward circumstances. He waited for Justice to give some sort of valediction so they could get back to what they were doing. He hoped that Justice's farewell would be simple, and free of further antagonism.