There was no swaying in the pup's features at Alecto, no matter how sad she made herself look. Damien was set on his beliefs. one piece of bacon meant one piece. There was still the question on his mind about the female hellhounds speech impediment, but try and he might, there was no way to delicately ask.
With her already admitting to her personalities, demi realized what it meant for others, to be careful what had to be said in case a violent personality surfaced. the ghoul decided to try and do ore exploring that had his own ears perked up at the adventure she was going to go on. "tell them you'll bite their heads off until they produce the bacon." he supplied eagerly, the bit of advice that he had. It was going to a good cause. "It always worked for me." he insisted, patting the ghoul on the head for good measure, the canine that was under him in rank.
It made him feel special and smile brighter. "Then I guess ill see you around, huh?"