Most of the demons had tried to stay blended the best they could but now Kane felt out of place wearing the plated armor that he did as he glanced around the room seeing all the angels. Though Ashton for his part looked rather slick in his human wear choosing just the suit jacket but the demon had spent a long time on earth so he had quite a comfort with most customs. He had his long black hair pulled back in a braid and his black as the void eyes landed on Metatron as he spoke up. "I do as well even if I'm a little apprehensive." His eyes flicked to Abbaddon hiding out in the back which led Kane's gaze there too. There was a sense of familiarity but at this point many of the more dangerous angels he had glimpsed at one point or another in the battlefield. I didn't mean he fought all of them but he certainly knew that the ones in this room could pack a punch if things got heated.<br/><br/>Kane for his part wasn't as easy to recognize from the battle form that he presented when in combat as he got more feral almost vicious and the dulled out human face he had right now was almost unremarkable to the way he looked when jacked up on souls. He stayed stock still as not to give the angels any excuse to see him as a threat even if he was growing ever more suspicious about what exactly Ashton was doing. It wasn't like Kane had a short fuse temper and he really shouldn't have been surprised at being misled but he could feel the simmer of bitterness starting. If his close friend was going to sell him out he had hoped that he would at least get a heads up as the two parties starting to speak again. "We held up our end of the deal and here you have, Kane Holden leader of the 3rd house of Hell, now the 2nd House..." Ashton cleared his throat. "And I see you have brought your own."<br/><br/>At this point, Kane could no longer stay quiet with the acid taste in his mouth. "So is this some sort of prisoner exchange or are we expected to fight to the death?" At least he kept his voice steady if only slightly biting as his orange eyes glared at Ashton before flashing across all present. He tried his best to not raise the temperature in the room but he was feeling a little cornered. Ashton's hard grip on his shoulder tightened to the point of bruising now even below the plated armor. "Now now, this is a time for celebration, is it not Michael? Metatron? A time of union..." With those words, Kane was feeling even more confused as his whole body felt on edge and strung tight. He always had been a bit high strung even if he didn't like to show it and getting wound up by Ashton is something the other demon should know better than to do.  "What. Is. Going. On." Kane said through gritted teeth as he wanted someone to explain to him so he could find out how they had sold him out.