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[deepserpent]

Although Astaroth had directed Toliver on the first night not to appear in the penthouse without using the door, he does exactly that, unconcerned. Nero is pacing in front of the perpetual fire when they materialize, and stops with alert eyes and ears turned toward them; recognition sends him back to his spot, curled up in the warm glow, watching them carefully.

Astaroth guides Toliver to the couch, helps him sit. His eyes are back to their soft, unobtrusive brown. "Would you like anything to drink, Toliver?"