In-person: Damian/Burden
Burden waited until he saw the door open, until he saw Damian walk out. Damian, he didn't disconnect the call, but Burden did eventually, and he tucked the phone into the pocket of his loose pants. He didn't say goodbye or nothing of the sort. He just disconnected and, hands in his pocket, he walked the remainder of the way, stopping when he was just in front of Damian. Now, mind, he also didn't avert his gaze none, not during that whole walk.
He had a cigarette tucked in the corner of his mouth, and it bobbed some as he regarded this boy that he didn't remember a lick, and he was real sure he would remember meeting Damian. He looked Damian over, took in what the boy was wearing, and he wasn't shameful about it any. "Can I see the picture?" he finally asked, cigarette still tucked how it was.