Eventually was not something Kane wanted to think about. He did hide out in the room smoking by the window and messing with the latest design that he had previously given up due to his lack of passion and and interest. It was really coming along now and easy to focus when his mind wasn’t clouded with that feeling of dread hanging over him. He was still apprehensive to think that this is a thing that could last for him but even a day of feeling closer to normal was something he could treasure. The angel did cautioned him that it would take years to fix but Kane had no idea what ‘fixed’ even looked like? What if he was a different person? Someone he didn’t like? Not that he felt very good about who he was now but it was familiar and that made things easier to bare. It was predictable.<br/><br/>Iris had left not long after making the excuse that she had Hell things to attend to and saying Goodbye in a similar formal fashion. She did end up giving Abbaddon her number but she said not to abuse it for pointless chatter and to only use it in emergencies or to set up events. She wasn’t one for extended chit-chat and she didn’t believe they had much they needed to share. She was at least making an effort even if it was in large part because of the treaty. But it seemed that Abbaddon would have to work harder with Iris than Ryan who seemed hungry for any affection the angel could offer.