He snickered a little and glanced around the familiar kitchen, thinking of the meals they'd shared before, and he had that feeling in his chest of longing.

"Yeah, mostly working." He agreed with a groan. Demyx sat himself in a seat, leaning back against the back of the chair to watch him.

"A lot of traveling, but the state of everything was kinda bad, not a lot of people working right? So since I was kinda unimportant, I mean, all the lower ranked members were already gone. So you know."

He got to be the one running around doing things ill-suited to him.

"Hey, I got to steal from some Gods, that was pretty crazy, and I met the god of the Underworld. Man, what a guy." He complained. "Swear he was gonna set me on fire or something, he's got this fire hair? He gets so mad." He chuckled a little.

"But yeah, mostly it was chasing the kid down and when we met, we fought and here I am." He'd surprised himself in some ways.

"You know, I can be really violent and threatening, when I have to be." He wasn't sure if Jed knew that or not.