Dimitraeus growled when Kane continued to yell at him. The words stung, oddly. It wasn't a comfortable feeling, having his past thrown in his face. If he'd done nothing wrong why the hell was he freaking out so much? Dimitraeus wanted to know. He wanted to poke and prod, but Kane was slipping away, to such an extent that the demon lord had ended up gashing his arm open to spill out into bowls for him to drink from. Everything that had transpired between them, undone. Wasn't that what Dimitri had wanted? What he'd asked for? Dimitri said nothing. He just watched Kane leave, and said nothing. If it was what he wanted, what he'd asked for, why did it start to hurt?<br/><br/>Shaking, he finally moved, his feet dragging past the tightening pain in his chest. It was worse than the curse, worse than the little feelings that had begun to worm their way into his body. Oh, who the fuck was he kidding himself? He'd loved Michael. He knew what the emotion was. Love. He was falling in love with Kane, which shouldn't even seem possible with the curse and all its wicked glory. Fumbling, he grabbed some empty vials and scooped out some blood, weaving spells in place even though he was unsteady, in order to preserve it, before he bottled the rest and drank what he could. Of course it wasn't as good as it had been fresh, but blood seldom ever was.<br/><br/>Dimitraeus collapsed then, his head in his hands as he tried to make heads or tails of what the fuck was happening to him. Kane loved him...did he still? It certainly didn't feel like it, not with Dimitraeus's heart feeling wrenched in two. Fuck it hurt. He all but crawled over to the potions table, pulling himself up. Hidalgo landed on his shoulder, chittering nervously. He knew what Dimitri was about to do, but fuck like Kane he had<i>not </i>signed up for having his heart broken. Hidalgo even did something he hadn't done before, not in a really damned long time, and bit Dimitri on his hand. He cursed. "Dammit Hidalgo! I am not going to go begging after him like some fucking love sick puppy! He left, not me. I don't even know what the hell is going on, and I don't have to deal with it."<br/><br/>Gently, he shooed off Hidalgo before he downed several of the potions.