[Keith's words are like a specific and targeted attack. But there's no having to about his situation at all - maybe some remnants come strictly from ease of practice, from the lifestyle that raised him and because he's good at it, but grandly speaking he has no choice. That beliefs sits strong and twisted in the center of Cain's chest: I don't have a choice. He takes in air, breathing past the constriction. It doesn't matter.
It's not a targeted attack, because Keith hasn't said anything to directly indict him in any personal offense, yet it rests somewhere beneath the intention.]
So you're better than that.
[Of course. Idealistic, then, not oblivious. Cain's expression is carefully neutral.]
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It's not a targeted attack, because Keith hasn't said anything to directly indict him in any personal offense, yet it rests somewhere beneath the intention.]
So you're better than that.
[Of course. Idealistic, then, not oblivious. Cain's expression is carefully neutral.]
Fine, I'll ask. Where've you seen it lead people?