The trip from the squat to New Orleans had been... eventful... but not as eventful as the trip to Disney had been, helped by the fact that this time their pet was put in a carrier. That and the fact that Deimos actually listened to Phobos and wanted to make his twin happy. He'd freaked out a little bit at security, trying to look for a long gone Kitty, but he'd settled down with his hand in the blond's and had managed not to cause any carnage and had in fact fallen asleep with his head against Phobos' shoulder on the aeroplane.
Of course he was grumpy and sleepy as they then got off the plane, but his mood was much alleviated at being reunited with Puppy and back on solid ground again. He was still yawning and leaning against his brother as they stumbled out to find a place to stay while they were there, eventually settling down in a crypt with a door that hadn't been too difficult to prise off. Deimos was already settling in, unpacking the dirt, stones, clothes that were all too big for him and the piece of plate he'd somehow managed to carry with him. "I like this place." he said to his brother as he threw Puppy an old and dusty bone for the dog to start chewing it with abandon.