The truth was that Kane was eating more human food than he had in previous decades and he was starting to feel some of it. It wasn't terribly noticeable yet but he did workout and train regularly enough for it to not be pure fat. Though he did wonder about Abbaddon's goals to fatten him up because he wasn't about to let himself go now. Kane hadn't been great about taking care of himself but he also knew his body was a tool to fight and survive. He still wasn't fully finishing his food but at least it was past pushing it around on the plate. Iris and Ryan had whispered back and forth a little before they all settled in, it was like they had their own secret language and it was clear how close they were, after all, they were twins just not identical ones.<br/><br/>Iris decided to break the silence, "So, Michael, are the stories they tell about you true?" She asked with a raised brow to which Ashton barked out a "Ha!" As he leaned back in his chair earning Iris shifting the chair back to the ground with one movement. The demon was being only a touch rude but overall at least playing at having manners. He just didn't care for dinner and small talk like this even if he was humoring Ab. There were also murmures around the table approving of the food which made Kane feel a touch happy and proud of his husband. After all he had worked very hard and it wasn't like Kane appreciated it enough... he knew he wasn't good at dishing out praise. Ashton decided to start up his own conversation. "So? All good in you house then?" He asked observing the two.