Abbaddon got dressed painfully slowly, which is to say as quickly as he could. He pulled on some loose pants and a tight black tee, something comfortable for the misery he was in. However the shirt well showcased his cut physic. He took the time to brush out his glorious silver locks as well, but did not have the energy to braid them.<br/><br/>So when Abb comes back out, despite looking tired, some of his best features are on display. That muscular figure of his and all that silver hair that Kane loved so much. He walks slowly back out and wraps his arms around his distressed husband's waist. His anger at Eden shoved aside in the wake of Kane's anger. "Who is Dimitri?" He asks gently. He had at least caught the last part of the conversation. He wondered how this might affect their reasonably happy home.