Dulce woke up alone; aware that Kath'tan was in the Hells, he expected it, rising to get ready for the day.
There was little to get ready for, it was another gray morning, the icy rain giving way to a gloom that was even colder than the rain.
He didn't have to pay a visit to Miss Moira for a few more days so he could only make his way to the leisure room.
Asael was already seated with a book, the Shadow Demon looked up at him when he walked in. "Where is Kath'tan?"
"In the Hells." Dulce approached, feeling much better after seeing someone else that morning. "What are you reading?" He asked curiously.
Asael had recently tried out reading because he did and the Demon seemed to enjoy it… or not. Dulce couldn't say, it was like with fishing, but Asael was content and that was all that mattered.
"A book on poultry care," Asael said calmly, "It is mind-numbingly boring."
