Thea’s Parents

Abaddon pulled on a pair of black, baggy sweatpants that hung loosely off his waist and pulled out his phone to call his eldest daughter.

As the phone rang, he turned towards the occupants in the bedroom and pointed towards the door with his tail.

"I'm sorry, I'll come find you all later but for now I need the room."

"Should I be wearing clothes when you come for me~?" Lusamine asked flirtatiously.

"Whether you are or aren't, I won't touch you."

"Why nottt?! You and your wives never accept my offers!"

"Because we aren't really the sharing type? And besides, it's for your safety."

"Eh? Wym safety?"

Abaddon sighed, already regretting this.

"Give me your hand."

Lusamine looked confused, but ultimately she held out her hand for Abaddon to take.

Abaddon took one single finger and poked her in the center of her palm.

Yesh and Asherah covered their eyes to preserve their modesty.