"It makes the world go 'round." His tone is mocking, but it's mostly turned on himself. He's a douchebag, but not the kind that can't take a few stabs at his own past.

Godric's neutral, flat facade prickles at Damon's skin and makes him push harder, amp the sardonic laziness up just to see if he can get a reaction. Being ignored in any capacity has always been a little more than he can bear without shoving back.

"This shirt is ruined and so are the shoes." Then Damon holds up his hands-- they're bloody half-way up his forearms, courtesy of the tried and true 'rip out the heart' first shot at a zombie-- and wiggles his fingers, his grin going sharp. "It's the best day magic hamsterland has provided yet."