Dimitri would've been fine after a week or two. But now he was just vulnerable. Lucifer and Asmodeus typically left him alone. No one else could really get inside his quarters. Hidalgo watched Kane carefully. Sure he'd asked Kane not too hurt Dimitri but he wasn't sure he could actually trust him, even if he liked him. He nudged Dimitri, but there was no rousing him that way. Kane would have had to turn him over to poor the blood down his throat. Blood that Dimitri drank subconsciously. He recognized the taste. It caused him to stir a little, but he didn't want up yet. It wasn't until Kane pushed energy through him that his eyes flew open. Hidalgo chirped and scooted back, and Dimitri was staring at Kane's waist. But it didn't really much at all for Dimitri to see how own scars and he shut down. Great. Kane was probably going to ask him a million questions.<br/><br/>Pushing upright, he knelt, naked on the bed, and promptly ignored Kane as he looked at Hidalgo with narrowed eyes. The dragon put this muzzle between his paws and gave him cute beams. The demon sighed and tried to put his charms into place to hide the scars, but can't up empty. He frowned. Usually when he recovered he had his abilities back. Then he realized the pendant was in his palm. So the tails and ears were still showing. Looking back at Kane, he frowned at him. "Hidalgo had to have let you in." His voice was hoarse, and without his powers he was pretty fucking helpless now. So what was Kane going to do with this information.