Nakir was curious as to where Thoth was going. But the other thing was… What had he done to Gadrial? There were a million questions going through his kind at the moment, he had thought that this person was nothing but a normal kitchen demon but as they say looks can be deceiving.
He watched him leave before he crept closer to Gadrial's room, she better be alright. He might be Hell's new tyrant but when it came to Gadrial she was everything to him, even if he would deny it. He pressed his ear to the door, there was no sound coming from her room.
His hand shot to the handle and he pressed it down slowly, he hoped that she would be asleep so that he could check if she was alright. He let out a small breath as he pushed open the door.
"Gadrial?" he asked softly.
