[This guy seemingly expects he'll empty his heart right here, between them, under the bright glare of the kitchen light. In an alien place, in a strange time, after calling him cute. Cain feels the agitation scrape through him. Everything hurts, and he's exhausted - not just from the events of the cavern party, but all before. All he can't remember, and all he can, a seamless series of endless fighting and lying and hoping it'd end soon.
Cain crosses his arms, shoulders hunched.]
You're not upset? After all that's happened, what they put in us, whatever the fuck it is?
[The implant, the blue sheltered in their chests.]
I don't even know you! [Temper brings heat over his skin in the already warm room.] I said forget it.
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Cain crosses his arms, shoulders hunched.]
You're not upset? After all that's happened, what they put in us, whatever the fuck it is?
[The implant, the blue sheltered in their chests.]
I don't even know you! [Temper brings heat over his skin in the already warm room.] I said forget it.