Abbaddon and Gabe were worked quietly to clean up dinner. They left Kane and Drake to their own buisness as neither wanted to tip the scales on the delicate state the vampire seemed to be in. They were just finishing up when Kane came back in. They listened with interest to what Kane had to say. The subtle sadness returned to Gabriel's eyes as he dried his hands.<br/><br/>"Soul sickness is a rather terrible thing. I habe dealt with it for a long time so it is not quite so difficult on me. If there is anything I can do to help, let me know." He says calmly. He meant that, even if he was still getting to know Drake. He'd had time to calm down and clear his head now. Getting a glimpse or two of the real Drake had helped as well. He just needed to draw upon his deep well of paitience here.<br/><br/>Reake seemed to calm a bit when Iris said she didn't intend to tell anyone. Michael did too but in a less subtle way, a relaxing of his shoulder blades that made his look less battle hardened. Reake is the one that answers her. "No. No one knows. We got careless today. We aren't doing anything wrong... father just hasn't answered yet." He says, sounding a bit choked up.<br/><br/>"It doesn't matter that we haven't broken the rules Reake, the others wouldn't understand. They have ideas in their heads and like nephilim and ither things... the truth rarely matters to them." He uses his knuckles to caress the other man's cheek. He looks sternly back at Iris. "I am sorry, but even to protect Reake I cannot give a blanket favor to someone like yourself Iris. I like what you are doing in hell, I think it's good, I will support you in what I can - but your morals do not always encompass the rules I live by. However... I do not expect you to go uncompensated for your silence, and respect demon traditions of dealmaking." He says. Here he digs into his shirt and pulls out a charm, offering it to her, powerful in nature though it would not be felt until she touched it.<br/><br/>"Michael! You can't" Reake looks appauled.<br/><br/>"It's alright darling. We are at peace. I can go a few weeks without it. I hope you won't mind making me a new one?" He smiles sheepishly at Reake before telling Iris what it is. "This is a healing charm. One of a kind. Powerful enough to heal any wound or even ressurect the dead. Handcrafted by heaven's finest healer." Michael says.