Reake watched the horrid scene unfold before him. It was actually not as bad as he had exoected given Kane's rather violent history. Bad enough though and the betrayal had obviously cut Kane deep. Equally so, visible in even the memory, was how profoundly hurt Drake was as well. Both of them not only still cared, but felt betrayed by the situation. The memory seem greatly distorted though and he isn't certain whether it was natural or unnatural. People rewrote their memories all the time, bit there were ways to tamper with them too. "No good things last." Reake repeated. Drake might have been the final nail in the coffin that made Kane believe that. This mantra one of the major obstacles between Kane and forming emotional bonds. "Thank you Drake you have been very helpful." He says to the voice. Reake knows he needs to find the actual Drake. For some reason he thinks the man might still be alive.<br/><br/>_________<br/><br/><br/>As Ashton decribed what the device was for it became readily apparent in Abbaddon's mind. His face only got redder and redder as the demon spoke. By the end he was rather speechless. He manages to mutter something out and escape to the changing room where he puts his own clothes on and adds the ones he took off to his bag. Still, the toy remains inside the bag. Ashton was not wrong about how hot that was and it would be very useful since Kane seemed to enjoy being in charge, being inside of him.<br/><br/>He quickly buys his purchases with a debit card... which might blow Ashton's mind considering how little the angel new about a lot of human things. He leaves with his bag and looks at Ashton. "Thanks for all the help... is there anything else you think I need?" He asks a bit shyly.