Abbaddon relaxed as Kane agreed to eat. He really didn't want him large husband to go back to being as skinny as he had been when they got married. He went to sip his tea with a smile when he felt Kane's hand on his shoulder and back. This would normally be a perfectly fine, comforting gesture. However the fresh whip marks there left it nothing but a burning mess. He choked on his tea as he jerked away from Kane's hand. Trying to cover rather quickly he gets to his feet. "You in... You should finish your breakfast Kane, I'm going to take a shower." He says. Of course the shower would also involve tending his injuries. He locks the door just in case Kane trues to follow him into the shower. It wasn't uncommon between them.<br/><br/>~°=°~<br/><br/>Gabe shakes his head. "I am not a doctor Drake. The potions I make wod.be with dream magic not sedatives." It was an entirely different area of practice. He lets that go for the moment though. It was clearly something Drake was not ready to discuss. That aside, he had another solution for sleep at the moment so it wasn't incredibly urgent.<br/><br/>He take Drake's hand in his own as they head out to some sort of event the man wanted to see. The circus was a lovely display of strength and athleticism, combined with showmanship. He noticed the careless way Drake treated his money but said nothing. Gabriel liked to watch, and he would ensure that Drake did not crash and burn. He wondered how long it would take his love to completely run out, at this rate, probably not long at all.