Narcissa let out a soft sigh. "Yes, I forget he is Tom still here. You're knowledge about us is astounding. Seems there's nothing left for me to share with you." She allowed herself to wink, turning toward Tia to answer her question, agreeing with Damien. "It is one thing to fear a person alone, but to be so weak, so terrified that you cannot even utter His name...that is a whole different level of power."
Before she could fall into a possibly distasteful situation, the witch, taking note of Damine's comment on sin, asked, "Forgive me for being so forward, Damien, but may I ask your age?" She no longer minded the company seated beside her at all. While Tia Dalma's hygiene was vastly below her own, she was still someone to keep close, and Damien was no different. If anything, she wanted him closer, considering how much he knew about her lifestyle.