Kane was in the bedroom and had at least managed to get pants on and was looking for a shirt when he got his visitor. He didn't bother rushing to get dressed as he opened the door moved to look for a shirt he could tolerate. He still hadn't shaved but he figured it was lower on the priority list. His body had some marks on it but for someone who was a warrior very few scars along with the tattoo that marked him as immortal. He didn't want to be rude and ask what the hell the other was doing in there with him so he just glanced up to meet the angel's eyes. Oh great. It was the loud talkative one.<br/><br/>"Everything alright? By the way I'm not hurting your brother with knives or anything else you might have heard." He remarked wondering if this what this talk was about. Considering Iris had done a good enough attempt to say he was sorry. They all were getting along so the demon didn't see the point of getting in the way of it all and just annoying her. Really it was better he was out of the way period and kept his distance so his shit show of a life didn't overflow onto Abbaddon and his recovery. After all he had his siblings there comforting him and Kane would just fuck it up.