Abbaddon got up and went to the other room, changing out of his sweatsoaked training out fit and slipping into his work gear. He grabs some wepons and other incidentals, gearing up.<br/><br/>While An was getting ready Michael answered Kane. "I dunno that soul thing you do looks pretty bad. My choice is usually smiting, something about burning out someone's soul really seems to get your point across." Once he is sure Reake is resting comfortably he goes over to Ryan. "Het kid. You did great. I'm just fine see? You don't need to worry. It will take a lot more than those idiots to kill me. You just rest up and get better." Truthfully that had been a close one, but that wasn't what Ryan needed to hear right now.<br/><br/>Gabe is fairly quiet himself as he uses Reake's kit to patch Ryan up. A nice thick cream takes care of the bruising around his throat and there are some tonics to help him sleep and recover. There is also something to help him process the trauma so that he doesn't become stuck on it as Drake feared. He is hard at work and hardly notices Drake at all, perhaps because it felt so right to have him there.<br/><br/>Ab comes back out after just a couple minutes and takes Kane's hand. He leads the man outside. "Alright. I'm not sure of his exact location but we can track him from the training feild in Eden." He says. He pulls Kane close and after a flash of feathers, they are in the clearing. "Looks like they went up. We should follow." He says, before hooking his arms under his husband's and lifting them both into the air.