The chatter was giving Kane a mild headache but he did his best to grit his teeth and bare it since he figured family much mean something to Abbaddon and he was trying to be less of an asshole than he normally happened to be. He mostly nodded in reply and tried for a strained smile here and there where it seemed right. When did being social become such a burden? In truth outside of his training Kane had always been more of a bookish sort happy to get lost in some other world besides his own. “I suppose weapons are nice.” He commented not sure what to make of it as he never had a home to consider his own or to expect to last long enough. He still wasn’t ready to take anything as his ‘own’ after all it was Abbaddon that had bought the place and spruced it up. Not that Kane had really much opinions on such things since he never had that experience.<br/><br/>Making a ‘home’ was not something that came to him naturally and he had always figured never will. The party lasted a while longer with Syndar saying that he was happy to welcome him into the family and as the night was wrapping up Kane had done all the social he could handle. At some point he got a moment free enough to slip away. Really he just wanted to go outside and smoke but when he got outdoors into the night air it was like he felt the weight lighten without being stifled by people and their expectations. It was quiet outside and he wondered if this is what his life was going to be liked with slipped away moments. He didn’t realize yet that they still needed to consummate to make this marriage valid as he wistfully flew smoke in the air wallowing in his tangents of thoughts.