Dimitreaus wasn't really seen at meetings unless required. He avoided the palace, only popping in and out of his room. The servants had cleaned it days ago. Hidalgo was giving him space. The demon had gone off on some project. Eden had sent him a note a week after Lucifer's party. If one could even call it that. But Lucifer was already plotting his next step. No, he wasn't playing match maker. It was more that he didn't want discontent between his houses. In fact, when Dimitri went back to earth, he had had a... meeting with Azazel and Enriel. Not one they would have enjoyed. Dimitri had bought a house in Chicago, though he knew if Kane wanted to he would have followed him. The note had said some very interesting... Things. So he had gone topside with most of his belongings. He had been nursing Kane's blood, hating that he had to rely on it. So he drank so little that it had put him in a weakened state.<br/><br/>He'd brought samples from Eden's failed garden, having found out why Kane's oasis had been tucked away. Eden would give him some time before Lucifer resorted to more interesting measures if Dimitri could find a way to make plants grow in Hell. Dimitri had found the request oddly appealing. He brought the samples and supplies he needed there. He'd also brought his artwork and journal there to. Hidalgo visited Kane or him sometimes, but Dimitreaus didn't hold him to his loyalty. He knew he wouldn't lose him. Since it had been a week or two, even with nursing the blood he was running low. But he had multiple projects to do. One of which was getting himself off of Kane's blood. Instead of hunting for it, he ended up in the hospital searching for some.