"Bre... the last time I checked, that wasn't a human name..." He said right before she was out of earshot. This was intentional. He needed information, and she could provide it. he decided to see just how much the world had changed since his 'demise', but first, he needed to know what year it was.<br/><br/>As the Dr. set his arm into a cast, he winced.<span style="font-style: italic">~"What is this? Don't they recognize Helkior the Prince of Demons when they see him?"~</span>he thought. As he inspected his arm, he casually began conversing with the doctor, learning as much as he could through what seemed like idle conversation.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~From what I gather, this place will be hard to adjust to... I think I should find someone to stay with, even if only temporarily. The question remains... how to do it?~</span>Then he remembered the girl who called herself Bre.<br/><br/>"Doctor? Could I see the one who saved my life please? I wish to have a word with her." Helkior asked him.<br/><br/>As the doctor left and let her into the room, he spoke up. "My name is Helkior. In truth, I am too far away from home to return there. If there is anyone you know who wouldn't mind helping me out, it would be very kind of them. I'm afraid I have no family to speak of."<br/><br/>Subconsciously, he increased his good looks by subtly morphing sections of his figure ever so slightly. you would never be able to tell unless you had a before/after picture and were focusing intently on him as he made the changes. Hopefully it would work to his advantage...