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Damon continued to zone out. Part of him wanted to run from person to person but what would he do? He couldn’t really be helpful and everything had already passed. Feelings of uselessness grew as he sat there. He hoped he would be of use soon.

Damon sighed heavily and ran his hands through his hair before sitting back more. He looked from person to person then looked at his hand before removing the glove revealing the spider tattoo. He was a host...couldn’t he do something more useful then just be that. He rubbed his face and looked at his hand seeing one of the legs move. He couldn’t approach anyone now they were busy. Damn he really needed to stop being introverted.