It felt like the demon was never around in his own room, it made one wonder but he had showed Dimitri where his home away from home was but for better or for worse he didn’t make him wait to stay long. He had expected Dimitri to be away for some stretch of time since the man told him he wanted space. Kane had cleaned up the space since his last visit and scurried away the art of his long lost love as he wasn’t ready to get rid of it, maybe not ever. Opening the door he actually came to a pause like a slow exhale from the sight of a very domestic Dimitri being tender with his dragon. He thanked whoever was listening that the two had made up after their tiff since their bond clearly ran through the depth of Dimitri’s soul.<br/><br/>Even deeper than his curse. He barely noticed the hair color change, not that interested in the superficial aspects so much as he could sense the nerves coming off the demon. Something told him that good news might not be in the cards, and it felt like the hills and valleys of the roller coaster of their relationship would never stop. In a way it was bracing and yet Kane felt like he had barely recovered reeling from the last revelation. “I’m almost afraid to ask what you have been thinking about.” He said with a chuckle trying to play it off like a casual joke even the intensity in the room felt anything but. Kane half wondered if maybe Dimitri was going to take it all back and tell him to fuck off, strangely he found that idea more comforting and familiar ground he could plow into rather than the possibility of all the new things that could be sprung on him.