Generally, he was always restless. There wasn't a damn thing to do in this city. Granted, he could dip into his aspect of civil order but his idea of that tended to be a bit different from what the mortals considered 'civil'.
He'd spotted Demeter a mile away and couldn't help but grin. The last time he'd seen her she'd been nothing but teeth and claws, and he'd loved it. Maybe he could get another bite of that.
So he made his way to her and took her in. She was here for a purpose, and he figured he was better then mortal choice to fill it. "Well well. Look what the cat dragged in."