Abaddon followed Camael out, hearing the sinful accusations of their relationship oozing from the people surrounding. He gave them each a leering smile; neither a confirmation or denial but leaning towards the former.

Exiting the library, he stretched his arms and back. All the talk of wings had got his own abominations restless. "I do, though it's nothing flash. It's simply an abandoned house."

He gestured for the angel to follow after him before walking on down the street.