Abbaddon did give Ryan a hug in return. He was quite free with gestures of affection, especially to family. He heard the words and let them sink in slowly as Ryan departed. With the young man gone that left his with Kane, and the oppertunity to speak, yet he had no idea what to say. So he listened.<br/><br/>The words from Kane bolstered him and set him back to his mission, his resolve. He'd made progress and that was all that could matter. Even if it hurt. He looks up and smiles at Kane, but it isn't the same as his usual cheer. "Thank you for coming after me. Sorry I ran off this morning, I hope my note didn't worry you too much. I go on hunts all the time. Your son seems like a wonderful young man, if you don't wish to trouble him next time you can call my brother Reake. He usually heals me up."<br/><br/>It was all just a little too flat from the excitable angel Kane knew. He sets the bowl of soup aside. "Thank you for the food, the looks delicious. I'm not up to eating at the momemt though. If there is something you would like to tell me, then I am here to listen, always. Otherwise you owe me nothing." It was true. No where in their vows did it say Kane had to tell him about his past or family. That aside he wanted Kane to trust him with that knowledge, confide in him. He couldn't rush that.<br/><br/>Abbaddon pulls up his blankets, figuring he should get some rest since he actually felt worn down for whatever reason. He didn't usuallynafter getting healed. He chocks it up to the fact Ryan healed him and not Reake.