Damien really didn't like talking on the phone. It was always just words coming at him, hollow and empty words that he couldn't feel or affect. Things that he couldn't change or control. And that was a feeling that he did everything he could to avoid. But as much as he was startled and dismayed when the phone rang, he answered it.
Not that he'd even had the chance to get out so much as a hello before Mark was spouting off, throwing a rush of words at him. Even in the pauses, Damien didn't get enough of his thoughts together to interrupt, and as things began to tapper off, he didn't even have enough brainpower to put together a coherent and proper response. Not one that was suitable, at least.
Still. He had to say something.
"I was going to go full dick eventually even if I'd started out nice enough. Might as well dive in head first," Damien said, a slight strain in the words even as he said them, a silence falling for a brief second before he spoke again.
"Have you just... not been talking to anyone this whole time?"