Damien had to try and compose himself as the emotions hit him like a train. He wasn't prepared and he gasped and almost let a moan slip as his knees almost buckled from under him. But he baced himself to where he could sit on the bed and not worry about having to pull away. He tried to tough through it and breathe before glancing over to Lord Grant in hopes he would let them have some privacy. He remember from what Ana told him about it being a private moment of sorts. And right now his facade to be tough was not going to last.