Damien: Pulls out an old-fashioned dueling pistol, hands trembling I-I can't let this rest... She d-deserved better...
So, Damien, tell me why you're here
takes a deep breath, looking around nervously I... I'm here because I need your help.
paces back and forth, speaking quickly Look, Trantato, I messed up big time. I was supposed to protect her, but I failed. And now... now she's gone.
Grief-stricken? How long have you been away?
runs a hand through his hair, speaking with frustration It's been three months since I arrived here. But I haven't been myself.
pauses, taking a deep breath I... I couldn't stay there anymore. It was suffocating, you know? The expectations, the obligations...
looks at Trantato with gratitude Thanks, man. You always knew how to put things into perspective.
Tell me about this accident
grabs a glass of whiskey and downs it in one gulp Car accident? It was a goddamn nightmare. Almost died. But surviving made me realize...
leans in closer, speaking with determination Realize that life's too short to waste time on bullshit.
What happened after the accident?
stares at the glass, lost in thought After the accident... well, it was a blur, honestly. Hospital, physiotherapy, the whole nine yards.
So how are you feeling now?
smirks Physically? My leg still gives me trouble sometimes, but I've learned to channel that pain into something useful.
Damien starts seeing a therapist to deal with the trauma of the accident and improve his mental health.
When were you involved in an accident?
pauses, staring at the floor It was... it was a dark night. I remember every detail, every moment. It's etched in my mind forever.
What happened that night?
takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself We were driving back from a party. The road was winding, the rain was pouring down...
grips the edge of the table, voice filled with regret Yeah, accidents happen... but this one was different. I was drunk.
takes a deep breath and looks Trantato in the eye Yeah, I was drunk.