Kane knew first hand not all demons were the same, sure they might have similar traits running all along their kind but who they were varied just as much as human beings somewhere between their generic make up or if they chose to take on other traits like vampirism or witchcraft could alter how they viewed the world and chose to interact with it. He himself being half human and living in that world didn’t delight in death and destruction like many demons did. Sure it wasn’t like he didn’t do it and certainly had to when it came to feeding his nature but he didn’t seek it out on the day to day just to cut souls down. In a way soul eating made him far more respectful of the souls he consumed and aware of the weight that carried.<br/><br/>Much like Dimitri was curious about what motivated Kane and what made him tick he was curious about what brought the demon to this point as he seemed to alienated from the rest of the houses in some way. Sure the different houses bickered and had their tiffs but he found they were around a lot more often that he ever saw Dimitri and they each held their own flavor as well. The things that drove Kane were not the same at his grandfather and he wasn’t going to wax on about it or try to explain himself to a demon that was so contrary to the things he enjoyed. It would have sounded crazy to Dimitri with Kane explaining that the reason Eden and him had clicked so well was because he got a glimpse below the shallow fussy prince he played, how Eden expressed his desire to be able to plant a true garden in hell, as only very rough weed like dead looking plants grew here, how much he wanted for the people of Hell and Kane was able to appreciate that and had been one of the turning points to change his mind about his demonic nature and start to embrace his roots.<br/><br/>Most would have laughed and said Eden was pulling his leg but in his heart of hearts Kane knew he had been genuine, at least in that moment, and that was the reason he was going to be heir and favored. Kane had the ability to empathize in a way many of the nobles lacked and it was a strength and a weakness that he always tried to manage to not slip back into the depressive state he had spent the start of his life in. “Everyone is different you know.” Kane added thoughtfully glancing at Dimitri only when he felt the others eyes on him, “See something you want?” He asked not blind to the small flash of need that the demon had, even if he wasn’t sure for what.