'Damon!' Talia screamed into the mind-link, releasing her pent-up anxiousness. Tatiana was getting information through the mind-link, but because Damon and his unit were separate, there was nothing about them. 'I was dying to hear news from you. Are you guys OK? What's going on there? What took you so long? Is it over? Are you coming back?' She was asking questions without giving him a chance to respond.
'We are fine,' Damon said when Talia paused. He had a few scratches here and there, and he desperately needed a shower to wash off blood and gunk; others were in the same situation, but no one was injured seriously, so he didn't want to worry her.
Talia's concern warmed his heart, and for a brief moment, he forgot about the fierce fight and murders, or that he was standing butt naked in the middle of a forest.
'How are things on your end?' Damon asked.
'There is nothing here.'
'Are you sure things are fine?'
