Damien raises his brow at that comment, but he seems rather preoccupied by his thoughts, and it takes him a moment to respond. "Hm? A race? It may end up being determined by the wind, but I would love to oblige you." He glances back to Berenike for a second before continuing. "And I thank you for letting me know about noticing me; I hadn't considered my thoughts giving me away. I'll see what I can do to fix that little slip in the future. Rest assured, I can do far more than hide, and I rarely conceal myself in a fight. It's tactically useful, but it can also put my allies in harm's way."