The more Abbaddon spoke the more Kane stared at him like he grew a second head. This... this was their weapon or war and dangerous being that had ripped apart of many demons? He certainly recognized him but everything else that was happening felt like one of those weird dreams that felt so real you were convinced it was happening but then you woke up to the realization of just how off the wall the whole thing had been. "I don't care about a house." He finally stated in a measured way of if the other was slow. He couldn't trust that the angel wasn't messing with him still, "I'm also not one for decoration but I supposed if that's what you want to do..." He spoke as if he was entertaining this idea and he had to shake his head to snap out of it. No. He was not going to speak like they were going to get married for real. Well they were, but not for the emotional reasons.<br/><br/>His anxiety was starting to creep up to new levels and he would be damned he wasn't going to do something about it since it seemed the whole universe he lived in had decided to lose its mind. Reaching into his pocket he took out a cigarette putting it to his lips and lighting it was a snap of his fingers. He didn't bother to ask the angel if he cared since he didn't expect to spend that much time with the other. Just a bit of the smoke would help ease him, something to take the edge off. "Look, you can do whatever it takes to convince your people that we are all well and good and happy, and I will do what I can on my end to do the same for my people. That way, everyone will be happy, including us because we will just be able to continue on with our lives like this never happened and no war to be had." Maybe the other was just not catching on to what Kane was putting down.<br/><br/>"We are not living together and I'm not having sex with you." His expression twisted slightly at those words. It wasn't for lack of physical attraction, Kane was more than sure he could get it up for the task if needed but it was more for the fact that he felt like they shouldn't have to. They were strangers who had just been mortal enemies not mere moments ago. "Am I making any sense to you?" He asked vaguely waving his hand in front of the other a little mystified.