{OOC: Sorry for being late! It's been an off week, so please forgive me lol}<br/><br/>The corner of his mouth twitched when she didnâ€™t speak to him, not even uttering thank you, when he gave her the medicine. It took a lot for him to keep his cool however he was not mad at her because she was upset he wasnâ€™t going to tell her about his father. He was angry because he wanted to hear her voice. She had smiled at him but she would not give him the satisfaction of hearing her voice; it was not the most beautiful voice, but there was something calming about it. Stubborn bitch, he thought to himself, having half a mind to take a pillow and smother her just so he could get some kind of reaction out of her. Deziel restrained himself from doing so, of course, and just stood up from the bed proceeding to leave the room. If she wanted to ignore him then fine, he would not give her the satisfaction of his presence.<br/><br/>He wanted to cuddle with her again, but he was just too upset right now.<br/><br/>Returning to his study, he put away the remaining books he had thrown across the room the other night and smoked another cigarette. He frowned when he noticed there were only three left in the pack, grumbling under his breath to get more when he went out to the store. They never put enough cigarettes in one pack, he always thought. His lighter would need to be replaced soon as well; he smokes way too much that he would definitely be dead by now if he were human, he knew. Surely it had some affect on his health but it was probably on a much smaller scale. Either way he didnâ€™t care as long as he had cigarettes and booze to calm down.<br/><br/>Other than smoke and drink some more, he decided to recharge the spell on the house that ensures her stay here unless he gave her permission. It was almost like one of those invisible fences humans had for their dogs in the sense that it delivered a shock throughout the body whenever one tried to leave the yard. Deziel, for living in the city, had a fairly decent size yard. Large enough to hold a pool if he so desired to have one, which he did not. He doesnâ€™t really like the water even if he is a fairly good swimmer. After he finished recharging the spell, he took in a deep breath and looked at his hand. It was still sore and the cuts were still visible but it was doing fine nonetheless.<br/><br/>Deziel returned to where Elizabeth was, opening the door only slightly, and said, â€œI-Iâ€™m heading out to the store for a few things. Do you want anything?â€ He found it rather silly that he was nervous about what her answer would be. But he figured since he was going out he should probably ask her if she wanted anything.