Reake clasped his pendant to freeze the memory and bring Kane out of it, only to find this isn't exactly a memory. Somehow it does not surprise him that Kane is tormenting himself inside of his own head. he concentrates and holds out his arms, the boy suddenly in his protective loving embrace. "It's alright Kane, you don't need to do this to yourself anymore." He looks at the man menacing the boy, knowing this, too, was Kane. Perhaps a manifestation of his self hate, taking on the form of an abusive Father likely long dead. "It wasn't Kane's fault. You need to stop hurting him. He's suffered enough." Either way, he is not going to allow Kane to continue to harm himself, even within the confines of his own mind.<br/><br/>__________<br/><br/><br/>Abbaddon walks into the store looking around quite happily. He rubs his hands together when he sees the wide selection of clothing. He was instantly in a good mood right up until Ashton went and mentioned his brother, Eden. "Oh yeah that jerk." He stopped himself, realizing this was the man's family. "My apologies." He says, not really meaning it, but not wanting to offend someone that was helping him. He puts his hand up to the saleswoman to ask for a few minutes to look around as he heads to the section in the back. It was bigger than he had expected with really nice changing rooms and displays.<br/><br/>He goes to look at the corsets they have up first. He can see right away the differences between it and one designed for women. It was an emerald green color, satin and lace. The display had a whole matching outfit, garters, stockings, and heels. The poor angel feels deeply out of his depth as he pokes at the underwear in the drawers below.