Crying wasn't really on Kane's to-do list even as Abbaddon straddled him and half-smothered his face into his chest. Kane had to let out a sigh figuring that his words wouldn't reach the angel considering how much work he had to do get some concepts across to him and sometimes it felt like he was dealing with a small child naive to the world. "I'm not going to cry." He added pushing to put some distance and allow him to breathe. The logic of his love emotions also didn't make sense to Kane as he was sure he had been nothing but mostly lukewarm to the angel and there were so many that could offer more emotionally to him. He wasn't going to win this battle right now but it at least seemed Ab was getting back some of his old spark.<br/><br/>"Lets just... go to sleep. Michael might come by to check on you but I don't know when he will get here." He added half wondering if the angel ditched him. He couldn't blame the guy considering how the demon was but he figured he might want to at least check on his friend. Instead of having another argument about it he managed to pick Abbaddon up half wrapped around him as he walked to the bedroom. If Abbaddon thought he was going to get any sort of loving affection right now he was wrong as Kane put him down onto the bed and pretty much tucked him in. Kane laid down above the sheets like he was worried about Abbaddon clinging to him, not that he could prevent it really if the angel tried but he could feel the creeping signs of another bout of a terrible low just on the thresh hold. There was nothing to be done, for as far as Kane was concerned it a condition and cycle he lived with and did his best to manage his stress to avoid but all these emotions left him drained and defenseless against the hollowed out numbness he knew he would wake to.