[Back in Queens, Delmar had been a homebody. Shy, soft-spoken, and generally considered odd by everyone in the neighborhood, he always felt like a hermit crab turned out of its shell whenever he went out for groceries or popped in to the drugstore, and generally tried to keep his eyes on his feet so as not to catch the looks. Yes. He knows the looks he gets whenever he goes anywhere, and he also knows that if he sees those judgmental eyes on him it usual takes the wind of out his sails, what little confidence he had would crumple into a little ball in his stomach, and he'd regret having left the house again.

But so far Hadriel has proven to be different. Despite it being a kidnapping by Gods who have their fun by pushing them around and it being a cave full of people with questionable criminal records, Delmar has found that his attempts to reach out to others have been met with much more positivity than back home. He's even made some friends, and friends who will actually call him a friend. That is amazing!

So it gives him a little bit of courage. And it is this courage that inspires him to introduce himself to his new neighbor. It would be rude of him not to, right?

So gathering what bravery he has, he steps across the hall, raises a hand, knocks on the door--

-And immediately regrets his decision. Oh god. What if this person was asleep. Or they were busy. And now he's bothering him. He should just go back into his apartment, yes that would be good--

No. No. that would be worse. Then it would look like he was just one of those kids who likes to prank innocent people by knocking on their door and running off.

Nope. No, whatever happens now, Delmar must face it. ]