And they said his kind were the antisocial type unless there was something beneficial in it for them. Denver had to admit that it was pretty true for the most part. He simply did not find social gatherings useful unless it meant getting attention of some sort. He loved attention. Craved it, wanted it, hell if attention could be a liquid, he'd rather just drown in it. It would have been a nice way to go, assuming he was still a human and not a pretty much immortal creature. None the less, he was lacking in the attention category at the moment and the brunette was rather intent on fixing that. So he pulled one of his keys and inserted it into the nearest door he could find, twisting the key, and then pulling the door open. The door opened quietly, always quietly as his door portals went when he wanted to go somewhere. The only thing that wasn't quiet was Denver himself. The demon was rather loud when it came to greetings. "Leo! Kitty cat! Baby doll!" The demon grinned widely as he sauntered into the other's room. "Guess who's home!" And without so much as asking, he plopped himself right into the other's lap.
