"Doing? Umm, just standing here and looking good, as usual.." Damien was sort of confused. He hadn't used any of his demonic antichrist powers to influence him. At least, not as far as he knew anyway. He was tempted of course. But he had decided not to be even that daring. He liked living after all and didn't want to risk Gabriel or any others from coming after him. He did feel something, though. Not sure what. Maybe a sense of vulnerability? And a slight hint of.. goodness. Oh, fuck no. But it was just a little bit. He had sudden knowledge too, of angelic rituals. Especially Enochian designs.
He paused, feeling a smidge of uncertainty. "I.. don't really know," the young man said after having a confused look on his face. "Like.. lesser? I mean, I'm still this very big and popular figure according to your book, and still have my skills. But.. I, uhh.. oddly I not only know you're an angel but also know how to banish one. I feel nervous too. Like I should be careful. Actually, feeling a bit of a chill from this morning air. I'm usually not affected by anything like that."