Some time had passed, Grim was in his room, leaning against the wall and staring at the bed. He took a deep breath as he combed through the black strands that cascaded down the one side of his hair. The other side was cut short. He had picked out a smaller sword for this, though he kept his dagger in his belt as always. The androgynous figure had decided his bow would be now use in this case. He was tempted to take it anyway for comfort.<br/><br/>He stepped out of his room, silently stalking down the hall, with sword in hand. He was going to check Lucifer's room first, before he looked for him at the training grounds. He knocked on Lucifer's door before coming in anyway. "I believe you owe me a fight." He stated, with a smile across his face.