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[h2][color=orange] Damon[/color][/h2]
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Damon was helping the best he could in the hour that past. Anyone that required help from pushing the buttons and handing it over to just being there during the phone calls he offered his assistance for. Though, this entire thing wasn’t helping him not think about the lack of calls he himself but had made. There was no one to call. No one waiting for it.

Eventually he found himself silently sitting and just zoning out. His thoughts wandering off to the pain that was how he had ended up at the institute. He was isolated and more then ever did he feel it. He was in a team sure, but he did not interact enough. And now....what if it was too late. He shook his head free of the thoughts and just sat waiting for his next set of orders or for someone ask for help. That’s what he could do now. The best he could do.