Draco's wary and nervous, but he's certainly not stupid, and the more he thinks about all of this, the more willing he is to give Damen the benefit of the doubt. It helps, of course, that the man Damen's mentioned is his father.

That little tidbit of information is also met with a strange sort of expression, some kind of wide-eyed gaping paired with a thread of anxiety and a soft puff of breath not unlike relief. He's both horrified and reassured to know that his father might be there.

So after another hesitant moment and another flicked glance back over Damen's shoulder, he slowly nods a little. "Fine," Draco quietly concedes. "And on the way, you're going to explain what the hell's going on here and how you know my father."