When Ashton starts to talk Abbaddon actually stops dressing and pulls a pocket notebook and a pen from his coat. There are long lists of names on the worn old thing, some crossed off, some not. He flips to a clean page though and starts to write down what Ashton was saying about relationships and being a good partner. Say what you will about him but other than noting it down, Abbaddon seemed unfazed by the fact that Kane was resistant to their relationship. "Incompatible. Okay, how do I make us compatible then?" He asks looking up, ready to write down that answer as well. The angel was simply not going to give up. "What sort of husband does he need?" Abbaddon asks.<br/><br/>Dercass and Reake had slipped in the room a moment before and Reake heard that question. He slips around Ashton and hugs his brother. "Oh Abbaddon, you are clearly what he needs. You just be you little brother." The sunny angel says.<br/><br/>"What do you mean?" Abbaddon asks.<br/><br/>"Well Father chose you and his for this. That means you two must be soul mates. So you just need to follow your heart here, like you would follow your instinct on a hunt. Father built us all for the tasks he knew we would face. You just need to believe in yourself and in Father's plan." Reake says.<br/><br/>"I guess so." Abbaddon grumbles.<br/><br/>Dercass snorts. "Well if you run into trouble just like... pin him to the wall and kiss him. Demons like sex." She says as she munches on his doughnuts.<br/><br/>"You think so?" Abbaddon asks. "Why is that?"<br/><br/>"I dunno humans and demons both always make funny faces while having sex. Distracts them and shuts them up for a while. I have seen plenty of human wives use that tactic." Dercass says.<br/><br/>Reake twitters and smacks his sister in her shoulder. "Sex is consummation brother. Don't listen to sister, it is a merging of the body that enhances the merging of the soul. Intimacy is important. Also... the marriage isn't valid until you do so do try to figure a way into his pants. In which case Dercass might be right about pinning him to the wall and kissing him." That makes Dercass crack up laughing.<br/><br/>Michael chews on that as he folds and tucks and adjusts the tux for Kane. "I might have to take in the cumberbatch an inch or so, you have a surprisingly thin waist." He mumbles before taking the piece off and pulling out a sewing kit. Many demons would die laughing seeing the General Michael sewing up a wedding tux. He seems practiced though. "I know it's fake to you Kane, and it's fake to everyone else. It's pretty well a sham to just about everyone... but not to Abbaddon. Kane there's just... there's just nothing fake about him. He doesn't lie. There is not ulterior motive. Abbaddon truly believes that whatever he is ordered to do is right and just and perfect for him. It's very real to him. Hell though I don't need to tell you that you will figure it out soon. He's not going to stop. No matter what you say, or do, or decide, Abbaddon will be a good husband to you." Michael says, shaking his head. He supposes Kane will get the idea pretty soon.