He was quite out of it by the time that Abbaddon laid him down but he was sure this downtime wasn't going to last long considering how much energy he seemed to have as of late. His eyes drifting open he looked over at Abbaddon looking half interested as he spoke. "And so how was it for you?" He mumbled half wondering just what the other had learned or what the experience taught him. He also hoped the man wasn't expecting this to be a regular thing, not that Kane minded... just the split to be 80/20 was more what the demon had in mind.<br/><br/>Then again he couldn't complain with himself laid out in a bed with Abbaddon curled up with him like a kitten just wanting his attention. The angel really was... sweet. Which mad the whole thing more wonderful and dangerous for him at the same time. At least the meds had helped the disaster thinking ease up but that didn't mean the fear wasn't there for the emotions that could emerge. He felt like maybe they could really be something and that was the most sobering thought of all. How and why did the angel put up with him so far?