Abbaddon smiled at Kane and headed down, relieved when he heard the shower start again. It seemed Kane had bought his story for now. He goes to his room and starts to train a bit while Kane is busy. He knows they usually train together, but the two of them just can't keep their hands to themselves when they are all sweaty and worked up, close proximity. He knows he would do d up under Kane, and that might expose the flesh of his back. Best they train separately for this week at least. He consoles himself with the knowledge that it is only a week. He is finishing his training by the time Kane gets out of the shower.<br/><br/>~°~°~<br/><br/>Gabriel is in his element in that tub. Water is who he is and he looks entirely relaxed as his hair floats about him. His eyes did not miss the sorrow or the way he traced the words on his side. He wonders if the person that did that lives here. He keeps his anger in check as this was supposed to be a happy trip and he didn't want to ruin anything. "We can make all the happy memories you like." He says. The knock on the door and Drake's reaction have him deeply concerned. "I will use my best judgement." He promises. He would let Drake handle this if he could but he was not about to let any harm come to his soul mate.