Ruoxi didn't have to wait long; he settled by the window to watch the festival, intrigued, but not enough to leave Dulce's side. The doors of the inn room remained untouched, the missing Demons materializing directly in the room.
Ruoxi turned to face them, his good mood undeniable. "How improper," He tutted, "Barging in without warning."
His presence and his words were both ignored, their gazes immediately shifting to Dulce. The state of things was far calmer than either had been expecting, but there was no disputing that the Incubus had eaten - Vampires didn't sleep.
Ruoxi didn't ease off despite being ignored, the confused anger the others wore was far too entertaining an expression not to take advantage of. "I would recommend being distressed in your rooms, Dulce needs rest..."
