Hidalgo looked around Kane's room even though he already memorized everything while Iris had gone to fetch the other demon. When she left, he scuffed his foot on the ground. "I was wondering if I could stay here? Just for awhile? I don't feel safe anywhere else really." He sat down on the bed and looked at him, then gnawed on his lower lip. This was just a mess. Kane had made Dimitri a mess. "I won't get in the way or ask questions. I'm not like that." Besides, he hoped eventually that his companion would come around. Plucking at the bedding, he closed his eyes and exhaled. The clothes seemed to grow with him into he looked more like a teenager than a kid. "Might make things less awkward? I also don't need to eat every day. In fact I can get my own food." He was rambling, but really he just felt at a loss for what to do.<br/><br/>~~<br/><br/>Dimitreaus had drank so much potion that the last two months seemed like a blur of information. None of which made any sense, really. But he didn't care. He welcomed the curse for once, and he had adorned his blade and armor before going back to purgatory and sending souls where they belonged. He avoided all the demons because right now he just wanted to do his job until things weren't so complicated. Until he could start scheming properly for a promotion. Though, at the same time, now that he knew he was immortal (something he could feel), he felt he could do his job even better really. So for now he'd rather just let sleeping dogs lie. What else was there? Ultimately he'd gotten what he wanted, and didn't have to keep looking over his shoulder anymore. If he could feel it would have been relief but he wasn't even trying to anymore.