"You will remember the session like a dream, some parts clear, others blurry. In general though you should feel better after one, like you have resolved something, you that you understand yourself better. It depends on what we can get into." Reake says. He sets up the necessary precautions, having Kane lay back and get comfortable on the couch. He would essentially be asleep after all. Reake gives him a necklace to put on and pulls up a chair next to him. Once they were both settled he begins. "Just relax Kane." He says as he lays his hand over the pendants and closes his eyes. After some soft chanting under his breath, they both delve into Kane's mind.<br/><br/>______<br/><br/><br/>Abbaddon did not like the demon's blaze attitude toward betraying Kane, but he supposed that had not really been the intent. "It wasn't nice." He insists. However he feels that is somewhat of a moot point when speaking with a demon so he drops it. He flushes bright red again when Ashton asks about the catalogs he was looking at. Exactly how could he explain that one? Kane had asked that their private life remain private. Thinking it over he comes up with a solution, but it makes his face burn even brighter red. "I just... need some new underwear." The angel is not skilled in deception at all. Ashton would know he was hiding something right of the bat. Then there is the fact that the waistband of the angel's boxers could be seen peeking out from where his jeans had slid down and his shirt rode up. Abbaddon is doing his very best to respect his husbands wishes, even at the expense of his own reputation, he just isn't very skilled.