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Monty heard the knock but the water was beating in his ear's. If he had the awesome hearing of the elves then he would have long heard Kalore coming closer but he didn't. He did have good hearing but to any extent and not as uber awesome as the elves.

Anyways, he didn't pay attention to it and punched the wall with his uninjured hand to alievate his self loathing. Some would think that this demon was nuts and run away or call him out on getting some serious help but that wasn't it. He had a temper and if he held it back too long bad things could happen, like redirecting it on someone who never saw it coming or deserved it. He didn't want to do that on Kalore when they left.

Hearing the knock this time, he looked over his shoulder's at the door. Tilting his head to the side, the lightly shut off and everything was swamped in total darkness. The shower was still on and he didn't move. Opening the door with his mind he let it fully open so that Kalore could look in but not see him in the shower and the violently dented wall in front of him.

Monty blinked at Kalore. "You know, it's dangerous to be here, Kalore." He said, simply. No he wasn't going to attack Kalore. He was a a**hole but not THAT much of one. Especially since Kalore wasn't armed or aware of anything going on in the dark. "I don't know what you said Kalore. You may turn the lights on next to you." He said. The demon could see perfectly in the dark but the elf didn't need to know that.

Nodding slowly, Monty ran a hand through his wet hair, showing his brusied and bloodly knuckles and turned the water off. Easily reaching for the towel he place near him, he wrapped it around his waist and turned to face Kalore. "I'm fine." He said with a blank look. He was fine to an extent. What extent that was he didn't know. "Is there anything you need?" He asked, being the ever perfect host.

Monty tilted his head to the side again and watched Kalore. Did the elf care or was this a act? If it was a act it was a really good one. He had the towel securely wrapped around his waist and showed him his other hand that was even more bruised and bloodly. "That is what you heard. I was punching the wash." It had felt pretty damn good to hit something hard and feel the pain from it without feeling the regret of it.

Furrowing his brows, Monty took his hands away and hid them behind his back. "The punching bag would have been broken in mere seconds and the wall is the only thing that doesn't break that easily." He looked over his shoulder at the wall and then at Kalore. "I'll be sure to bring the wall flowers and say a few parting words." If the demon had the ability to smile fully and laugh wholeheartedly, he would have at this moment but he didn't. He looked serious but really he was slowly calming down and his mind clearing.

Tilting his head slightly, he looked at him like a predator does at his soon to be prey. "It's very dangerous for you to be here like this Kalore." He said softly, not moving away. "Why do you say sorry for everything? Haven't you ever stop and wonder that I'm the one that needs to tell you sorry all the time?" He asked equally soft.

"You didn't cause that. I did. I'm the one who hurt myself because of me, not you. You are not causing me anything." Perhaps causing him to feel again but he couldn't think that. "I'm the one who should apologize." He lightly lifted his hand to touch Kalore's chin and lifted it so that the elf could look at the demon. "I'm sorry. I'm not good at this thing." He said honestly.