Dimitreaus was trying to find a way to escape. His senses expanded around, but there really wasn't a point in running. Kane would keep finding him. Dimitreaus leaned back against the alley wall. He watched as Kane took the soul and pocketed it. Shit he was so screwed. The fear was well hidden. There was no evidence of it. "Oh of course he would." He grit his teeth. Fuck. If he didn't do what was expected of him, he would be demoted and he would lose his immortality. Lucifer was doing this to get rid of Jasaiah's spirit and possibly get the kitsune to owe Lucifer a favor. It all made sense. He'd been mulling things over so deeply that he missed some of what Kane had said, and he wasn't expecting that hand at his throat again. He hissed at the burning sensation, though his skin wasn't burned per say. It just was hot compared to his cool flesh.<br/><br/>His eyes snapped up to his and he growled, shoving him away from him. "Fine. I'll fucking make sure you know everything there is to know about the others." Because, hello, he had dirt on everyone. Even Kane's uncle. Just not Kane himself. Of course he was off his game. He'd been too preoccupied with Jasaiah. Only because he didn't want to get demoted. He'd heard the last bit as he'd come out of his train of thought. Greeeaaat. "Seven hells you are insufferable." With a flick of his wrist, a portal to hell opened up. "Fucking get this shit done and over with." The sooner, the better. Though he had a feeling this wasn't the only thing Kane was going to ask of him, showing him around and such. No, this was only what he was obligated to do because of fucking Lucifer. Of course he wouldn't demean their overlord out loud, and he even kept his thoughts to a minimum. There were mind-reading demons and they were annoying as fuck.<br/><br/>No, Dimitraeus had a lot of skill and talent on staying on the down low. Now, more than ever, he wanted to move up in ranks, so pissing off Lucifer was out of the question. Eden was a bothersome twit, too. Curse them all. But he wouldn't tell Kane what he'd been up to in his room. The portal was a direct link to his own quarters. Hidalgo chirped when Dimitri walked through, likely with Kane in tow. "My quarters. And no, there's nothing you can find here that can be used against me." Being the lowest on the totem pole meant he was the most vulnerable, and he had many things in place to avoid being caught on the wrong end of a unfriendly situation. Unfortunately he already was in one of those...He dropped the charm, tails coming into play as he grabbed several books and shoved them into Kane's arms. Of course he wasn't the only one who had dirt on the other demons. "I suppose it would benefit you to have dirt on the others. Safeguards, measures to avoid being cursed or trapped." His annoyance was at an all time high, and he was trying to get Kane out of his hair. He didn't think this would suffice but it was worth a shot.<br/><br/>Hidalgo flit over and curled around his neck. Some of the tension dissipated from his shoulders and he reached up to stroke the dragon, who purred in return. He turned away from Kane so the demon wouldn't see the softness he was showing the only thing he cared about. Though Hidalgo could take care of himself, and was almost constantly in his room where he was protected, so even he couldn't be used against Dimitraeus. "You got yourself some berries, hmm?" he asked the dragon, clucking his tongue as he went over to his desk and grabbed a potion. He upended the thing into Hidalgo's bowl before turning back to Kane, that anger back in place. "So? Do I have to be glued to your side twenty four seven or are you going to go preoccupy your royal ass with the reading materials?"