It seemed that Drake had at least been talked down for the moment but Kane kept a close eye on him and after dinner had him kneeling again to try and recenter him a little. The demon looked tired and unhappy but he left Drake kneeling in his bedroom when he came back down to talk with Gabriel and Abbaddon. "It's hard to watch. He has never been this bad..." Kane shook his head with a frown. "He was always so generally positive, if snide, and could talk himself down from the worst of it. I... I keep remembering how when my episodes would get so bad that I wouldn't get out of bed he would sit and read to me. Something they would bore or annoy the shit out me and force to get up." It was silly, a weird relationship but it had worked at the time to drag Kane along and force him to function. "The worst were the biographies on Teddy Roosevelt. I think Drake enjoyed those too much." He looked over at Gabriel studying the man still not sure what to make of him.<br/><br/>It wasn't hard for Iris to agree but she was on her guard. When you have two edgy and powerful people to deal with you tend to tread carefully. Going outside it was not lost to her the level of anxious that Reake was. "I'm going to cut to the chance and say I don't have any intention of revealing anything." She said to calm the two nervous men as she eyes them both, "but that also doesn't mean I might not come back to ask a favor when it is required." A favor that might not be easy but it was something she intended to keep in her back pocket. "I take it no one else knows?" Somehow they surprised her with how simple the discovery was and she really didn't care about angel politics as a whole but have some leverage could prove interesting with her goals in hell currently.