"Hmm.. a story." Yes, he could do that.. minus the details about fatal accidents, as well as what he really was. For now, at least. "Alright then." He started, "I never knew my real parents. I was born in Rome. Though I heard my mum could be a real dog at times." He chuckled. "I've been adopted three times. A priest gave me to an ambassador and his wife. Robert was an ambassador to the Court of St. James."
Damien paused then, looking serious, as though thinking of what next to say. "We were wealthy. I was to grow up and he would help me get into politics. But things changed when I turned five. It was.. interesting. My nanny had an accident, and then we had a new one. I had a dog too. Good protector. I don't remember a whole lot of details, perhaps I blocked it out." Most would, if they had his childhood experiences. But he remembered all.
"Bad things happened," he added as a way to simplify it. "Oh.. I met the President, after that. I'd only seen him in papers. But I actually got to see him, up close. And then I was adopted again. This time by the ambassador's brother Richard. He was the President of his own company. I inherited it some years ago." He looked at her then, possibly for a reaction and a sign to continue..