The angels stopped their quiet chatter as Iris walked in. Dercass pulls Abbaddon a bit closer to her, wary of what she might do. Reake sits up a bit straighter but none of them seem overtly hostile toward her, more wary. so when she simply apologized and offered treats as an apology, well Abbaddon was over the moon. He springs up onto his feet and hurried over, ready to hug her and accept her apology. He freezes and backs off when she requests he not touch her though. Instead he offers his hand for her to shake. "Of course I forgive you! we are family! I'm sorry about the touching thing... and I will respect your personal space. I'm so happy we made up!" Abbaddon says genuinely.<br/><br/>Reake smiles warmly and Dercass seems to relax. They really are the forgiving sort, this lot. Most demons would make her grovel probably, but honestly the simple words had been enough for the angels, no pastries needed. Reake hops up, all excited. "Oh Miss Iris do join us for breakfast! We have plenty for everyone and you simply must share these pastries with us if they are your favorite!" The angel says excitedly. They genuinely seem happy she is there and want her to join them, even after what she said and did the night before.