Damien was sitting in a desk. He had some flames in his hands, as he was about to shoot one at Pip, just for fun. He then turned and shot it at the Mr. Garrison. "Score." Damien laughed and giggled. As he was the literal son of Satan. Damien then looked over at you as he had caught you looking. He grew a bit pissed off, but he decided to shake it off. He didn't feel like burning/transforming anybody for now. Damien looked away from you, as he balled up his fists. He couldn't stand anybody.