Drake had at least been taking his meds still but when Reake slipped out of the house he chose not to follow. The whole discussion looked like ‘not his problem’ at the moment he wanted a moment alone when he wasn’t feel so observed all the time so he was off to the attic, which he had taken to doing when he wasn’t feeling in the most social of moods.<br/><br/>Kane for his part always enjoyed sparring with his lover and was getting a lot stronger as he got in better health the more it seemed they wind each other up. This time it was a ‘no weapons’ event but Michael’s arrival with sword out wasn’t something he was expecting. At first he thought the orders involved him killing Abbaddon and he could feel the chill that ran down his spine but that would make no sense since it wasn’t like he took orders from God.<br/><br/>It really got only more confusing when he learned that Abbaddon was ordered to kill him? Then his face just read confusion. Out of all the angels he knew that Michael knew the most about him and what happened and exactly what his condition was. Maybe that’s what triggered this sort of unnerving feeling as Kane stood rooted where he was, “And pray do tell... how he should go about doing this?” Now Kane was very curious because if he hadn’t discovered a way to off himself yet he would be very impressed if his angelic husband could. He could see that Ab was horrified and downright devastated at the news. The man had always followed orders but what if he couldn’t follow this one?