At least it appeared that the angel wasn’t upset and happily devouring what was served. Kane mostly pushed it around on his plate as his low grade depression made his interest in food vague at best so it was often just easier to avoid. Yet when the man offered a bite to him it felt wrong to turn it down so he took a small bite mostly nibbling around the edges. “Needs more salt.” He mumbled to himself after tasting and went to get a drink of water from his glass. That was all around a bad move when Abbaddon brought up Eden. He nearly choked on the drink coughing slightly as he pulled away the glass. “You don’t have to worry about that. He is not going to hurt me.” He ignored the impish demon that always caused chaos in his life.<br/><br/>“I suppose you should meet my grandfather was well.” Kane added tossing a glance to Syndar to was seated one away from Ashton was a large demon with a deep laugh who commanded plenty of authority. “He was the previous head of house.” He explained looking around the table and wondering if there was anyone else worthwhile. There was a small stab in his heart when he noticed his daughter Iris was nowhere to be found in the occasion but he couldn’t exactly blame her. They relationship was always up and down and maybe it was better not to bring the whole thing up. “I’m glad you had a good time. I think Ashton said they have some sort of hotel booked for tonight but we don’t have to go there if you don’t want to.” Kane didn’t understand why a hotel was needed when he had a bed in Hell to sleep in and he had heard mention of this house Abbaddon had been so concerned with.<br/><br/>Kane didn’t care much either way as he could sleep on the forest floor if needed. He was used to giving up creature comforts without complaint. With those thoughts he moved to drink more of the wine on offer hoping maybe if he had enough he could actually be more relaxed.