The cabin was small, still rather spartan as it seemed Kane was used to living with little belongings and most things on his person, if he couldn’t carry it, it didn’t belong and even then  there were far too many things that he had to let go as he never really had much of a home. Just places he was moving through... but there was a gun cleaning kit along with a good array of modern looking weapons that looked to be part way through some modifications, Kane loved to tinker with them in his spare time finding ways to make them lighter, more silent, more deadly or just more beautiful. He could tell that the other was out of sorts like then and wanted to escape but the space was at least cozy with a fire started in the large hearth that dominated most of the space. The walls also had some selection of books, but nothing terribly unusual, and a piano was tucked in the order seemingly out of the way but looking well worn and well loved compared to other parts of the place. There was no need for a kitchen as Kane fed in other ways but he did have a pot for cooking and brewing just in case.<br/><br/>He considered the question for a moment giving it some serious thought and weight. “Possibly. I haven’t decided yet but I’m not feeling inclined to at the moment. You don’t know me well enough to know what I’m capable of and everyone gets a pass on a foolish mistake here and there.” He added with a half smile, “If I didn’t in my youth I would be a far worse place so this might serve as a warning to you Dimitreaus, do not try me again, you will not like the results even if my grandfather might find more than amusing.” He added as an after thought as he could feel the pieces of the demon’s soul even better since their coupling, they were like shining beacons and he thought he was safe separating them it was the case no longer because of Kane they were second nature to spot and see especially for those he grew closer to.