Dimitraeus endured Kane's company. Hidalgo relished it, especially if Kane was kind enough to bring him berries despite Dimitri advising against it. He didn't want the dragon spoiled. He could tell when Kane was pushing his buttons, and sure he was quick to temper, but it was just who he was. Kane evidently kept his own person distracted, which was refreshing. Lucifer had eventually ordered him back into the fields, to which Kane more often than not accompanied him. Four days into everything, Dimitri needed to feed again, and Kane seemed more than happy to engage in the interaction.<br/><br/>For him he just felt further in Kane's debt. It didn't escape his own notice that he wasn't finding pleasure, which just got documented into everything and tested. One day Kane was helping him assign the souls properly when Dimitri was wrenched to his knees. The pain was blinding, ten times worse than any curse or hex, and because this was different. It was pretty damned impossible for<i>anyone </i>to find his soul fragments. But someone had. The color had drained out of him, but he shakily got to his feet, swaying a little.<br/><br/>~~~<br/><br/>Enriel had heard from a little birdy how to end Dimitraeus. Well, render him weakened to the point that he could easily end his miserable existence and regain his rightful spot as house head in the seventh house. Lucifer didn't bother with such things, but Eden had turned into quite the scorned lover it seemed, and the only good pest was a dead one. Eden had given him several locations of objects containing fragments of Dimitri's souls. It was hard to find them in actually living creatures, human or otherwise, but inanimate objects were another. One down, three to go, and so he drove his blade through the second one, causing Dimitraeus in 'Tartarus' to scream in pain and fully collapse.