"Because I am." He replied to an empty room. He had eaten most of his food, but for the first time in a while he lost his appetite.  He got up and began putting away the leftovers debating if he was handling Seth all wrong. "Shit!" He mumbled under his breath. He hated it when Seth was mad at him and it was becoming more difficult.  He blamed himself and considered himself incompetent when it came to guiding his brother.<br/><br/>Deme cleaned up from dinner and took to cleaning the rest of the apartment. It helped him think to plow through the mundane tasks. After a couple of hours had passed he went to Seth' door.  "Hey. Mind if I come in?" He knocked at the door lightly.