Tehvar stiffened, becoming uncomfortable. He didn't like it when "someone" came to see him. It always  meant he had to act, that a stranger he inevitably wouldn't like was in his home. Sighing, he stood and went to the door, looking disgruntled and irritated. He stepped out, looking at the pale demon who'd followed Amora up. "What brings you to my home?" he asked, feigning pleasantry, though he wasn't trying very hard.