"Oh don't be silly you aren't in any trouble Drake. It you were they certainly wouldn't have sent me. One of the cherubs at best and dear Michael at worst." He says with a laugh. Of course everyone knew who Michael was and calling him *dear* probably gave Drake an idea of exactly how high ranked an angel he was dealing with, even if that was far from Reake's intention. Little known ability of Reake's was a strong sense of empathy and he could tell how dearly the man missed the two children he had once cared for. Drake may not show it, but the angel could feel it.<br/><br/>"You miss them terribly as well. You should go see them. Iris could use a friendly face. She's been having a rough time." He says. He leaves it at that though and moves on to buisness. "However I am here about your past association with her Father Kane. You see heaven and hell came to a bit of an arrangement a couple weeks ago, not sire if you heard. A treaty, a truce. My little brother had the honor of sealing the deal, that is to say, completing the treaty by being married off to a demon. I am sure you have already put together the rather cruel twist of fate in who they chose to marry him to." Reake says.<br/><br/>"Seeing you are aware of Kane's past... well you know how he is and probably have a good idea how he is taking this. Angels aren't like demons Drake. We mate for life and there is no breaking that. Father's blessing was given, I'd rather my little brother not be destroyed by the demons that lurk in Kane and you happen to be one of those. I'm a healer by trade and I'd rather get him and you sorted out for that matter. So many destroyed souls here on Earth. It's such a shame." Reake says in a sorrowful voice. He really did wish the best for everyone.