Getting the coffee ready didn’t take long as the machine was probably the priciest and most used object in the dwelling. The vampire looked around the apartment upon hearing the compliment and smirked. “Thanks.” Even if he did find it amusing that the angel was trying to keep his ever polite and cheery demeanor. Angels were so odd to him sometimes. He offered one of the simple white mugs with the strong black coffee, “I think I have some sugar but no milk.” He realized as he didn’t keep produce around as it would spoil. He listened to the questions carefully as he settled down into one of the basic chairs that be pulled up across from Reake. “Incidents? You’re going to have to define that better.” He admitted with a quirked brow.<br/><br/>“I guess I will start with the easy one. We met when he was working at the graveyard. I had uhh... been taking on some contract work at the time and I was having a... disagreement with one of the clients. That conflict got a touch physical and had.... well... ended up with them trying to spook me into compliance by digging up an old grave, dumping me in and trying to add some dirt in to fill the hole. I really doubt they would have gone through with it and I had the situation more or less handled but Kane arrived like a knight and shining armor. Mostly I think he was pissed that people were digging up graves but you know, I appreciated his assistance at the time. It led us to partner up for a while since really bumming around a graveyard pretending to be dead inside and out was not an exactly productive. I offered him that sense of purpose I suppose.” He shrugged leaning back in the chair. “We were... partners I suppose. Partners in business mostly sometimes we would sleep together since I had a lot of issues at the time around sleep and other dependencies.”