Dimitri had gotten past the throbbing in his back, but he was still miserable emotionally. Perhaps not as confused. Ryan had put to light the why when it came to Kane being immortal. Sounded much like his own sentence, minus the immortality. Had the angels cursed Kane as well for killing such a beautiful creature? How had it been done? But that was something he'd have to take up with Kane, and he wasn't sure that would ever actually happen. Small steps. Dimitri slowly moved to stand, that prickling sensation coming back, and now that Ryan had given him room to vent his instability, he had another pressing curiosity.<br/><br/>"An angel escaped hell," he said, looking at him. "An angel I put there out of jealous rage. His name is Samuel." His gaze wandered the room. "I believe that's who I'm sensing, but he has some...twin thing that impersonated him as well. I won't bother to ask where Samuel is, because even if you knew you wouldn't tell me, and I can't and won't hurt you to figure that out." He squared his shoulders. "Just know this; my vengeance is paid, and I know I could never make up for what I did. If I'm honest, I wouldn't. It's not really in my nature to do so. But I won't let anymore harm come to him, either. At least, I will do my best to ensure this twin thing won't get to him once more. It's more obsessed with Samuel than I ever was." He snorted. "Which is saying a lot. Anyway...if something should happen, use the vial. No strings attached, kid."<br/><br/>With that, he shook his head and disappeared back to his house in Chicago. He didn't owe Asmodeus any favors, and he wasn't about to go on a manhunt. He had a sinking feeling that several angels would be guarding Samuel, and that wasn't something he wanted to trouble himself with. Relationship issues and making a garden in Hell were far more pressing on his mind.