Debiru knew what he was doing was dangerous and sooner or later someone would found it out and expose him. Like it not was bad enough already that he sneaked down to the prisoners cell to give food and supplies to Ghoulian how Cory had forbidden anyone to pay visits to he as well visited the Godfather to help him survive and attended to his injures despite the obivious hatred the hellhound had for him. If he got found out who knew what would happen and yes he was terrified over it but he couldn't abandon them.
The risk was worth taking if it meant he could help them even if it wasn't much he really could do for them. Cory clearly wouldn't listen to what anyone had to say and with his position here there was not anything he could do that would mean anything in anyone's eyes. He was nothing more then a ghost around here and his voice didn't matter which was why there was no use in trying and even if he did there was this cowardice existing inside of him over what would happend if he did. If Cory could attack his own clanmate and doctor then surely a slave such like himself had far worse to be faced with.
He was a coward, he always had been and he hated himself for it.
This days Debiru spent more time down the prisoner cells or hiding himself away in some quiet and isolated place then being around in the open public surfaces. Every since the day Ghoulian had lost his rank and Leviathan had attacked him the husky had keept himself away and had pretty much become like a ghost, invinsible and unoticed, because it was better that way. Without Ghoulian there was nobody in this place he really felt comfortable enough with. There always was Mr Kuromiya of course but what he shared with his supposed 'master' was not the same he had with the saluki. With Ghoulian he felt like he could be more like himself, not needing to think before he spoke and felt more at ease with him while with Mr Kuromiya...he was constantly worried to say the wrong thing or to do something that he wouldn't like.
Not to mention lately things had become a bit awkward between them...Debiru might even have been avoiding him on purpose every since the incident with Leviathan and how angry he had seemed to be... It concerned him because Debiru didn't want somebody else to get hurt because of him. He didn't want to add more violence and blood into this never ending circle of pain. He didn't wanted Eisuke to spill blood for him. That was why he had been avoiding him because he did not wanted to tell him afried over what would happen if he did. Debiru would much rather let himself get hurt and beaten up thousand times over then bring out a side of Eisuke he didn't wanted to see. He didn't want him to be like Cory.
Of course that meant he had nobody to talk to. No one how would really understand or cared to listen to him. In truth he felt extremely lonely and trapped during all of this, and what he had seen and what was happening was making him very sad. It was difficult for him and he was suffering in his silence enduring it all by himself.
Debiru had just returned back to the cell he shared with Mr kuromiya and hadn't been expecting to see the jaguar in there already. Usual during this hour he was out on a patrol or doing some other of his duties. So it was suprising for the husky to see him in here. " Mr...Kuromiya.." he would speak out thier name softly but his gaze where somewhere else like usual. His anxiety kicked in, and felt this awkwardness was hanging over thier heads, at least it felt so for himself. He wonderd if Mr Kuromiya still was angry...he hadn't dared to glance over at him yet to found that out. He didn't even know why he had broke his daily routine to be in here now to begin with. Had something happend?.
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