It was unclear if it was due to his looks or to his own power that kept her from moving. It wasn't worship, but he did get a sense of attraction from her. That gave him a pleasing feeling. But then she retracted and pulled away. Ohh, now that just won't do, he thought, figuring it was time to lay on some of that antichrist charm of his personality.
He supposed he could see if he could entice her to come out to him. He could always go inside if that didn't work. Damien continued looking at her as he met her gaze. He stared into her eyes. Looking at her and in her. Then he smiled slightly, holding up his hand and made one beckoning gesture. It was one that said, Come to me.