The demon had not dealt with hair of such length. His daughter Iris had long blond hair down to her lower back but nothing like this. He picked up the brush and was hesitant as first with the strokes as he brushed the locks out a little at a time trying to make sure he didn't pull at them as he worked through the strands and separated them out. It was a time consuming process but Kane seemed in no mood to rush it as he started trying to tame the locks by braids different sections.<br/><br/>He honestly wasn't half bad at it, some practice coming back from doing his daughter's hair when she was young and he would come to visit her whenever he was in a better place. He had been thankful that her adopted family allowed the visits since they were friends of friends and now he wondered if he had done more bad than good coming and going all the time like he had. Iris certainly didn't show any fond emotions towards him and while she never spoke against him she was always quick to snap at him to keep it together and no embarrass her. It was like she was waiting for him to fail again and Kane couldn't blame her for that at all. He managed to finally braid the strands together the skill coming more from rope work than hair but it seemed to have held up and gotten Abbaddon more or less cleaned up. "You don't have to keep it if you don't like it."