The touch was surprising and he found himself stilling just before Dimitri vanished before his eyes. It was as if the rapture took him with how fast he was gone into thin air. He frowned looking at the mess that was left behind. He certainly felt like the other was running from him and in his mind, he had driven the other away good and proper. He rubbed his heart as he felt an uncomfortable pain but he couldn't deny that he felt like Eden was right that this had been a mistake. It was better to not feel at all at this point. He shook his head and figured that the distance was what they needed. There was still a small part of him that wondered what Dimitri do without his blood but he would provide it if the man asked, he knew that much.<br/><br/>He could feel himself getting harder, feeling less human almost and he figured that if he was going to be a demonic leader that it was for the best. While the emotions sometimes helped him, in this case, he wished he had the crassness of his grandfather who never seemed emotionally phased by just about anything. While he didn't think Dimitri could avoid him forever, he got the for sure feeling that the man was trying to avoid him. They even had another Lucifer event and it felt like barely caught a glimpse of him but then again he wasn't trying very hard to look. He had always been the one to track down and pester the demon but he felt done with that right now despite their 'make up' that had gone well at first and then fell apart all over again.