Damian was honestly a bit of a self professed loon, so his feelings would not have been really hurt if that had been what little Radhika meant. "My life seems to be one circus after the other. I'll brew up a pot of nostalgia tea, and we can reminisce." He said with a clap, raising back up to his feet.
"Enjoy your day, you two. I have to send my little one off as well." After striding over to the fountain, Damian grabbed the chain, pulling the soaked book out of the water. "Have a nice swim?" The book replied by spitting water on his shoes. Slinging the faced book over his shoulder, the unspeakable passed by Conley and his daughter one more time before heading to his department. "You're a good man, Conley. Call on me if you, or your family, ever need anything." And with that, he was off.
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