Eden wouldn't let Dimitraeus just take Kane's place as the house head. He was already scheming a plane to keep Syndar away because in truth, the third house head was the best place for Kane. Dimitraeus could certainly move up in ranks, but they wouldn't just be given to him. Lucifer was even fond of Dimitri, as he was Kane and Jasaiah, for his own reasons, but he didn't quite yet know how fucked up the situation was. Eden was trying for damage control. He sighed, but he was at a loss for words. It really was not the same, and yet, it was. Eden knew something no one else did, not even his father, and that was Dimitri's relationship to Diana. He knew because he knew Diana, and he had known Dimitri as Isael before he became what he was now. There was just no convincing Kane that this wasn't as bad as he was making it out to be, not when the seventh house head wasn't even an angel anymore.<br/><br/>When Iris showed up, he frowned, but said nothing. He knew she wasn't being insolent, and in some aspect she was a better demon than Kane. At the same time, though, Kane had finally stepped things up and had been doing better before this cluster fuck. He inclined his head at her when she bowed and disappeared. When Iris returned with Kane to Kane's chambers, Hidalgo poked his head out from the closet door. He could have stayed in dragon form, but he hadn't anticipated Iris being there when he'd shown up and she seemed familiar, yet not. It was strange. But for Hidalgo's appearances, he definitely could handle himself. His feelings were definitely hurt, but he understood somewhat. He'd seen everything when it came to Dimitraeus. "Oh, Kane," he said softly. He was dressed in soft pants and a shirt, still looking no more than a boy. But he carried himself older than that. He bit his lower lip, looking back at Iris as if to ask if it was really okay to stay here.