[He tilts his head at that crack. Sure, his Damon had a biting tongue, and he wasn't exactly the nicest guy around... but he cared too damn much. At least, Tyler's Damon did.
Instead of saying anything, though, he shrugs thoughtfully as he waits for his drinks to be poured.]
I don't know. What do you think I'm implying? That other-you might've been a witch? [Or as other-Damon preferred to be called, a "wizard."]
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Instead of saying anything, though, he shrugs thoughtfully as he waits for his drinks to be poured.]
I don't know. What do you think I'm implying? That other-you might've been a witch? [Or as other-Damon preferred to be called, a "wizard."]