Abbaddon was fuming but honestly it could have gone a lot worse. He headed back into the house and got himself a glass of water as he cooled off. He would have enjoyed his breakfast a lot more if he knew it was the last meal he'd get for a while. Some days he wondered who would punish Tarble if he should so ever make a mistake. He shakes it off though. Thinking about that sort of thing was a dark road to go down.<br/><br/>He turned around when his husband spoke and his eyes softened. Kane was already feeling guilt, wasn't he. "She probably didn't actually assist in the treason, she was just protecting Silvgan. I knew it was a possibility. She would have died whether you were there or not Kane, and the meeting wouldn't have gone any differently." He says firmly. In that moment he knows he has to protect Kane, if only a little bit.<br/><br/>"He's smug because he had reason to make me repent. Don't worry about it Kane, I can handle a week of fasting." He rolls his eyes to make it seem more like annoyance than anything. Truthfully with his workout routine it would be difficult. He leaves out the part about the self inflicted flogging completely. Kane... wouldn't understand and he'd take that guilt into himself.<br/><br/>Gabe narrows his eyes at Abbaddon, one look at Kane tells him what he needs to know though and he keeps his mouth shut.