Abbaddon nearly choked trying not to laugh at that comment. He idly wondered himself what the punishment would be. "Kane!" He chokes out laughing. He can't help it. "How much could we charge for a tour?" He jokes. Shaking his head he happily munches more of his food. "You know we have to go. If the treaty doesn't hold it sort of makes this..." Abbaddon trailed off though. To him, their marriage wasn't pointless, treaty or no. He wonders when that changed for him. He' grown rather fond of Kane in their weeks together. "I mean that was the reason we got married." He ameds quickly, blushing and looking at his plate.<br/><br/>"Maybe it won't be so bad with you there." He says to the man. He hated these functions, but having Michael there usually made it tolerable. Between his family, friend, and husband perhaps he might be able to ignore the other angels and theur judgement. He did his duty to their father and he did it well, why should anything else matter? He knew it did to them though, and Abbaddon had never personified what they considered 'angelic'.