George: "Still it's..." George swallowed hard. "Even for a demon of greed something like that... and here no less..." George looked slightly panicked before shaking his head. "It's fine. Nevermind. Let's go grab your gun."

Ariv: Ariv pouted sleepily as he pressed closer to Alastor, his eyes finally opening slightly. "More kisses?" Ariv murmured tiredly with a weak smile.

Nick: he rolled his eyes "I'm from another world altogether from the one you found me in George it's not that surprising." He looked over to where the ashes were and swallowed hard. He knew where his gun was and it wouldn't be there.

George: "No, it is a little surprising because- fuck it. Nevermind. We can talk about it later," George huffed, folding his arms as a glare grew to his features. George's eyes softened as he looked back to Nick. "Something wrong?"

Ariv: "Please?" Ariv whined softly, tugging gently at the hem of Alastor's shirt. "Just one more at the very least?" It looked like he had woken up a little bit more the more he talked.

Nick: he shifted shaking his head. "Yes something is very wrong. I'm never going to find that damn gun." He groaned running a hand through his hair. The Dried blood left to sit on his face didn't seem to bother him. "And this time I'm not being dramatic"

George: "Well why do you say that?" George asked as he raised his eyebrow in confusion. "It has to be around here somewhere. There's no way it could have gone too far right?"

Ariv: Ariv mumbled softly into the kiss, a wide grin crossing his face and wrapped his arms weakly around Alastor's neck as he hoped the kiss would never end.

Nick: "because I know for a fact it's not in that ash pile!!" He whined sitting down on the floor with his head in his hands. "I don't wanna go where I know it is."

George: "Well then I'll go," George stated simply. "Serenity can bring you both home and since Lucas is still most likely in the same place we left him since it's only been...," George paused a moment, mumbling in English and also Russian for some reason, "17 seconds for him I can get back to him immediately after getting and returning your gun to you. Sound good?" George spoke like this was all normal. Like he had done this all before.

Ariv: Ariv pouted yet again, but accepted defeat with a sigh. Ariv sat up with a small yawn. "So what is it you would like to do?" Ariv asked, rubbing his eyes as he starred at Alastor. "I might have to do some work later tonight, but I would at least like to enjoy this time with you now."

Nick: he rolled his eyes and huffed. "You can't go there by yourself. It'll end up killing me keeping you alive in there if you're alone." He grumbled to himself. "I'd just rather not go through that. Again." He looked back up to George. "That and I'd rather not let you into my storage plains. It's dangerous." He smiled innocently. "Let's get you back to your fiancé and my boss safely."

George: "At least let me get you to the right place," George urged with a huff. "I don't know if it is even possible for you to get there from here unless it is a pocket dimension." George shook his head with a huff. "Whatever the case is I can help."

Ariv: Ariv seemed to think for a minute before smirking. "Kisses?" Now he was just being annoying as a sly grin crossed his face. "Unless you have a better suggestion of course."

Nick: he huffed shaking his head. "I it's kind of like a pocket dimension." He glanced over to lillith. "But again it's been a few years since I visited and I'd rather not. Ill be fine for a week or two before I start withering away." He looked back to George. "We should get you back to Lucas before I get my ass beat."