Ephestus snorted. "yes you where. you where sleeping there right next to me." he complained, scowling at the other, looking almost... hurt. "fine." he growled, slipping off the bed as gracefully as a dancer before he glared at Dante. "you know, you have to make up your mind, either like me, or don't like me, but don't snap at me just because your scared." he growled before huffing, shrinking into his cat form, and stalked off, nose in the air and tail bristled.
Acedele blinked a little. "but i want to have sex..." he complained with a small pout. "and i'm not aloud to drink after i stripped naked and ran through the Public Gardens screaming that i was claiming the land in the name of the almighty king..." here he blushed brightly. "i don't remember it, but Rapheal... who was the reason i was drunk, took video of it..." he admitted with a shrug. "Lucifer said i wasn't allowed to ever have any alcohol after that, ever again." he pondered and then. "i could have soda though, i like soda... bars have soda right?"
he moved into the room and sighed as he watched her struggling to clean her face, shaking his head. "come here." he ordered softly, offering her his arms again. "you poor thing... every day it's a new horror." he grumbled, scowling at the door. "i could have her killed if you want?" he asked, only half serious. he wouldn't really kill Anna... but he might torture her a little if Alexiel wanted him to. "things will be alright. it might take a while, but it will be alright." he promised her, offering her a smile. "at least you took things better than Fayra did.. i don't know how many times i had to clean blood out of my carpets because of her.