Dacs who continued to stand instead of sit in the joke of a desk, watched with sheer delight as Van grabbed the little twit by his throat hoist him like a flag on a pole, high and hanging out to dry.

Damien as Dacs wasn't surprised was right behind Evander and was fully armed. She knew he had a screw loose occassionally but this is one of those few moments she would join him, with her wands out. She could feel the weight of her wand in in her wrist holster and the one in her boot. She kept that one concealed at all times except for necessary moments.