Well, that could have gone better. Drake had taken a stab at what he thought would appeal to the angel in some ways and it seemed he had missed but he wasn't upset yet since sometimes you had to re-calibrate your approach. After hearing about Heather he doubted mimicking her would be a great idea since it would just be treading over old wounds, but so far most of the angels he met were so sweet and sunny and Gabe seemed to get along and be familiar with them. But... Rome wasn't built in a day and Drake might have been more upset if he his apology came from a place more genuine rather sense of mission.<br/><br/>Right now though he could tell Gabe was pretty done with him, which wasn't terribly surprising all things considered as Drake got off the ground and trailed after the man. It just wasn't fair how attractive he was... this would be a lot easier if that wasn't the case but the vampire's expression read that of content optimism since so far that seemed to be a common thing for angels to just tout around. Getting angry would serve no purpose but he was now on the lookout for different ways to please and appease Gabriel so for the time being he kept his mouth shut he sat down for breakfast. Kane came downstairs looking as somber as he usually did but his face lit up with a small smile as he saw Abbaddon puttering around the kitchen. "I thought you were going to let me cook for our guests." He murmured walking over to his lover and giving him a greeting kiss on the lips before turning his attention to the stoic looking Gabriel and Drake who looked rather curious and inquisitive this morning. Not the worst mood his ex-partner in crime had on the spectrum of Drake moods so Kane let him be for the moment. "Sleep well?" He asked Gabe out of the need for casual conversation and knowing the angel probably wasn't feeling warm fuzzies towards him after the almost fight last night. He didn't bother directing that question to Drake as he knew him too well to think the other even attempted sleep.