Rin slowly made his way back down the stairs, his frustration about what had just occured still present. Annoyed he walked past the group of demons still gathered there, on the look out for Lillith or Cali. He wondered whether they were together, or if Cali was sticking to her word.
He looked around but he couldn't see them, which annoyed him furthermore. He could overhear somebody- he wasn't sure who- 'enjoying themselves' a little too much in the Crypt. He rolled his eyes sarcastically. Not that he would mind, just only if he was getting some too, and sadly he wasn't. Lillith was nowhere to be seen, and everytime he found her she just was distracted... He too had been focused on the mission at first, but it had been 5 days now and they clearly weren't leaving very soon. A distraction would have been ideal to lessen his mood.
He sighed, sitting down, empty handed. He had lost the weapon Alastair had given him, meaning he was screwed in that sense. What sort of punishment was that worthy of he wondered? He was sure collectively Lillith and Alastair could have him stuck in Hell on torture duty for centuries if he continued to mess things up. Mostly, he guessed, he was annoyed that he had let it happen. A human never had the upper hand- they were always stupid, and easily decieved. He could control them with relative ease, and he was happy with that. A sign of weakness threw that out of the picture. His whole-hearted arrogance that he lived by was nothing if he couldn't live up to it once in a while.