He woke up feeling heavy-headed, his body taking a little too much rest due to his injuries.
A damaged soul had a bunch of side effects. Apparently, sleeping like a rock was one of them.
Waking up, he went about his affairs.
"I just realized something... I should never be left unsupervised."
"Why'd you say that?"
"Hmmm. Is it just me or do I do the dumbest, most suicidal things when I'm all by myself with my thoughts..."
"I mean the last time, I got into a fight with Ashcroft because I chose to follow some knights. Now I spanked Sera's blade..."
Damon chuckled to himself, rubbing his face.
"I'm also sort of talking to my own reflection in the mirror... when I have a perfectly good shadow to talk to..."
He glanced down at his shadow, which was shaking its head as if it were just tired of him.
"Hmmm. What do you think?"
Damon nodded at the shadow.
"Yeah, that's right, that's right... ahh, I missed this. We haven't talked in a while, buddy."
He smirked faintly.