After cooking a portion of beast meat that would usually be enough to feed a family, Damien quietly sat and watched the little girl eat away.
However; his thoughts were elsewhere.
'This realm is nowhere near as simple as I thought it was. Trial World? Secret realm? What a joke. If that was all this place was, then the existence of those creatures would be impossible.'
Although he had been driven by his rage, he had obviously retained his clarity when he saved the little girl earlier. Even if he didn't, the passive abilities of his eyes would always be active whether he liked it or not.
Eventually, he would've noticed what he had already noticed. Still, he wanted to ask the little girl about her story before he came up with any true conclusions.