The show was one that Kane was greatly enjoying on his end and would earn a small smile as he moved to help with the unlacing. He still loved how much he could debauch his angel and he didn’t have a shadow or a doubt that Abbaddon had enjoyed every moment of it. He swore the other was purring with delight peppering him with kisses. He moved to wash Abbaddon’s hair, and yes, maybe he did have a hair fetish when it came to the angel.<br/><br/>He started to feel that maybe he had a chance to be happy as well. The glimmer was starting to get a touch brighter even if he was so scared it would get snatched away. There was also the feeling that he wondered how long this peace treaty would last, how long would Lucifer wait to build up his forces and all these people he was friends with now would be enemies in the battle field. Certainly the King of Hell didn’t have the wisdom of God in this case and demons were restless creatures by nature. This was possibly just his head filled with the fear he was so used to living, because fear is what he knew.