Damon walked behind Lilith as they made their way back to the war halls, his expression still somewhat sour. He wasn't angry that Lilith Astranova had called him out about Iris—he was angry that she even considered killing the girl.
He had crossed many lines—serial killer, cannibal, and worse—but he wanted to have that one sanctuary called redemption. He had regrets.
But as the philosophy behind the Remorseless skill had quoted:
"No pause for regrets."
All he could do was keep moving forward.
His gaze drifted to his pager, and his mood lifted slightly at the sight of the 12 million zeni transferred from Lilith. She had probably given it to him as a way to make peace.
He smirked. "Do noble ladies just casually have 12 million zeni sitting in their accounts?"
Lilith shook her head. "12 million isn't chicken change. Naturally not."