Warlock Ch 151. Necessary Sacrifice
Damian sighed, setting the mug down and running a hand through his hair. "I'm not deflecting. I'm just… I'm focused, okay? There's too much to do, too much riding on this."
"I get that," Evelyn said, her tone softer now. "But you're not a machine. You can't just keep pushing yourself like this. Even warlocks have limits."
"Maybe," Damian said, leaning back in his chair. "But I can't afford to slow down. Not with everything happening."
Evelyn shook her head, her expression a mix of exasperation and concern. "You're so stubborn."
"And you're so… you," Damian shot back, smirking faintly. "Always looking out for me, even when I don't ask for it."
"Someone has to," she replied, her voice light but edged with sincerity. "Because if it were up to you, you'd probably work yourself into the ground and call it a 'necessary sacrifice.'"