[One brow lifts in observation of that shift, feeling the threads of fondness from Billy in recollection of his boyfriend. Seems like so long ago now that they were discussing the very topic, drunk, in another (less popular) club downtown.]

You believe in that, really? Soulmates?

[Cain stops at the sleek bar, leaning against the countertop with one elbow planted on its surface in no hurry to get another drink. Billy's gift is tucked protectively under his arm.]

Always seemed kinda like a big joke to me. Makes people feel like their relationship's gotta be perfect, 'cause they're with the one, and if it's not and you fight then there's something wrong.