Dimitreaus whirled around to see Syndar standing there. He schooled his face, hiding all his emotions, which was rather easy for him since he didn't feel positive emotions. Dimitri stared at him. He knew he was so durable, but he hadn't put together that it might have something to do with Kane's curse but he wouldn't know either way. He stopped pacing and shook his head. Lies came easily for him, and he did it really fucking well. "No, there isn't anything you can help me with," he said smoothly. He was still wearing he glamour, so the tails were hidden even as they flicked about in annoyance. How could he get out of this? Well the best way to lie was to omit the truth. "Yes. I was looking for Kane. Lucifer had me showing him around purgatory." He shrugged. "That had been put off, so here I am." It was something demons did rather well.<br/><br/>He hoped Syndar would fall for it. Since Kane hadn't answered his door and Dimitreaus wasn't able to sense him, he figured Kane wasn't home. "I'll come back later." He wasn't sure if he should portal out. He hadn't been expecting to wait out here, in the third house. One didn't really go in unannounced, but Dimitri didn't apologize for things. However, to avoid more bullshit, he did say, "Perhaps make a request." It was the best Syndar would get out of him. Well, that and a polite nod in his direction. He needed to see Kane. Blood hunger was just obnoxious, though he supposed he could hide out in his rooms. It wouldn't be the first time he'd gone a long time without blood. He'd just have to send Hidalgo away. Dimitri moved to walk away, debating on his options.