Part of being a good actor and good manipulator was being sensitive to people's emotions and states and the amount of gushy love pouring off the man was a little alarming but it wasn't lost on him the warm affection that came off Kane as well. Maybe it wasn't quite to the same level yet but he hadn't seen his friend like that in a long time, if ever. He gave him some food for thought especially as he didn't sleep and chose to lay in bed mostly mulling things over. It also offered him a chance to meditate in the quiet of the night. Daytime was not Drake's favorite as he generally felt weaker in the daylight. At night he was a powerful vampire and in the day he was a weak human at best with headaches if he spent too much sun in direct sunlight.<br/><br/>When Abbaddon woke up that gave Drake the excuse to finally get out of bed. After all since he was playing nice he didn't want anyone think he ran off again, there was no way the angel was going to sneak past him. "Mind if I join you?" He whispered moving to the kitchen with Abbaddon. "I'm terrible in the kitchen but I can make coffee." He offered capable of operating the coffee machine. Looking out to the backyard he saw Gabe sitting there and decided it was time to set his plan into motion as he rubbed his chest where some of the ache still was. He was feeling better today, maybe it was the meds maybe it was Kane's support or any combo of things but he decided to use this moment. "Do you think I should talk to him sir?" He offered curious as to what the painter angel would say.