"I don't remember," he lied quietly, shifting up from the couch and grabbed the drink offered to him, downing the milk all in one go, wiping his mouth messily. "I... I need to see Lucifer and Damien a-and... and..."
"Really? You didn't go to them for help when you got hurt, did you?"
"Because they said--"
"Who said?"
Cringing quietly at the fact he just gave away the fact he did remember, the demon curled up in the couch with a shrug. "...Some rebels. They wanted to take me and... and when I got away, they told me not to go to Lucy or they'd kill me, s-so I... I went to you. I didn't know wh-who else to go to-- Lucy's gonna be so mad at me for this!"
"Really? You didn't go to them for help when you got hurt, did you?"
"Because they said--"
"Who said?"
Cringing quietly at the fact he just gave away the fact he did remember, the demon curled up in the couch with a shrug. "...Some rebels. They wanted to take me and... and when I got away, they told me not to go to Lucy or they'd kill me, s-so I... I went to you. I didn't know wh-who else to go to-- Lucy's gonna be so mad at me for this!"