Mm. I liked you so much better when you were a dead weight. ( he lets out an epic eye roll before setting the guy down against the hull, keeping a hand on his shoulder to help keep him upright. he doesn't think those legs of his have any real strength in them just yet, even though he'd tried to kick... at him? maybe not. but either way, rude. )

Yes. I gave you no name. ( he studies the man's face, keeping his gaze on him, trying to see if he can even focus on what he's even saying right now. ) Didn't seem necessary at the time. Look, let me just help get you to somewhere where you can rest, hm? You're hurt. I'm Damon. ( there. a name. is he going to continue to kick up a fuss here? they're currently standing on the stairs, halfway between decks. it's not really the best place to be hanging out, considering there's human traffic and not a whole lot of space. )