It was true that Kane had never been very social even as a kid he had been quiet and bookish. Life had turned him into a warrior but really when he wrapped up breakfast he went to the house ‘office’ and decided to do some work but ended up getting lost in some old texts. Kane could easily get lost reading and researching and knew he would have been happy just working in a lab or a library but that was no his fate and he did love weapons and the work he did on his blended the two loves. He had actually started on one that he thought Abbaddon would like... a modified blade, small but deadly and Kane wasn’t one for bladed weapons normally.<br/><br/>Moving to tinker with it he had the sudden sense that he really wanted to show the man the close to final version of the enchaments he had made just to see if he would like it. He left the room to go searching the home half expecting to find Abbaddon in the kitchen he hadn’t bothered to shout for him. Not finding the other around confused him, figuring maybe the angel was outside he decided to double check some of the side rooms his depression previously caused him to ignore and be apathetic towards. He could feel his curiosity returning though and he opened a door and stepped inside a room he hadn’t seen before.