Dimitri fought the urge to pace, watching him like a rabbit caught in a fox's eyes. Hell's bells he fucking hated feeling like this. Hidalgo poked his head out of hiding, but seeing Kane in full demon mode had him staying put, not even making a peep. It was a strange thing, really. Dimitri couldn't love. He couldn't be happy. There was no peace or tranquility. Only madness, rage, determination, dedication. Yet he felt<i>something </i>for Hidalgo, and then again with Kane, though now it was buried down under layers of betrayal. Well, at least Kane knew he wasn't some weakling.<br/><br/>But still...When he asked him to forgive him Dimitri just blinked at him. He stared, and blinked, and said absolutely nothing. Forgiveness? Dimitri had never forgiven<i>anyone </i>or<i>anything </i>ever in his life. Ever. Not even when he'd been an angel. His jaw clenched, not taking his eyes off Kane. He'd vowed, but it wasn't something he could do. "No," he replied, feeling an ache build up in his chest and skull. Vows were not something to be broken, but the repercussions weren't in full display because he just didn't know how. Taking a slow, deep breath, Dimitri moved to sit down. "I can't forgive you." He knew Kane hadn't had a choice but the whole situation was just...too much. "I..." he hesitated, his nails biting into his palm. There was another minute delay before he continued, "I don't know how to." Finally, he looked away, staring at Hidalgo, who cautiously approached.