It seemed they were both not speaking the same language if Abbaddon's response was anything to go by. Kane thought it had been the perfect solution and still technically following orders. He was about to point out plenty of marriages where people did long-distance or lived together and never had sex but his eyes went wide as saucers as the angel came closer pledging his loyalty so openly and with such sincerity he couldn't imagine that Ashton hadn't slipped him some drugs or something along the way. The hand on his closing around his shoulder was strangely comforting, strange, and a little bit arousing which just adding to his confusion as few were so forward as to much him and Kane was a creature that thrived on being touched. Desire was an easy thing for him to fall into which was part of why he kept people at arm's length in the first place.<br/><br/>Sure Ashton had kept a firm hold on him but this felt different, affectionate even and then the whole explanation of Abbaddon state virginity send his mind spiraling further. Whatever the smoke had done to ease him vanished in a flash as the angel tried to level with him and coax out those emotions of trust and understanding. It felt like all the spinning inside his head and body came to stop and the nerves mixed with the potent cocktail of rage that lit his whole body up. He kicked back in the air to pull Abbaddon's hand off him like it burned the chair he had been sitting on flying back into the wall as the temperature in the room spiked dangerously speaking to just how close he was to setting the whole place up in flames. "If your FATHER was so fucking right all the time you would think he wouldn't put me through any more bullshit in my life!" He shouted before he could get his temper reigned in.<br/><br/>He hadn't realized just how sensitive he would be in that moment but this turn of event was dredging up a lot of old emotions he thought had been long dead and buried. No. This angel didn't know him and all the shit life had dragged him through to get here to it was pointless to vent that rage at him. Kane covered his face as he placed a hand on the table leaving it burned and branded with his touch as he tried to breathe through the outburst. He had to keep remembering all the senseless damage and lives lost in their conflict to pull himself back from the brink. Even so he would swear Ashton was just on the other side of the door ready to burst in and beat his ass if he was going to fuck this up, he was certain the demon noticed the heat spike even if others had missed it. It was clear they wouldn't see eye to eye now, maybe not ever, so he would have to deal with this himself. Finally, he took his hand away from his features he spoke, "I'm sorry. That was rude me of. Alright, we will do it your way." He offered up a strained smile which was the most he could muster right now. Treaty first, deal with these problems later.