[No pushover, nothing here to take lightly. Cain sees that. A brow arches at the question as it plays into that last statement, I'm no homewrecker, and nothing shines through his expression except the sharp edge of amusement underlaid by irritation. Wei Wuxian is more than words or gestures, each action with a suggestion of cunning underneath it, mercurial and flighty. Maybe he's reading into their interactions, but he doesn't think so. It's a gut instinct.

That reply alone is digging for, what? Deflection or weakness?]

Sure thing.

[Let him read into it all he wants. He's already made subtle confirmation of his relationship to Abel, so there's no reason to act dumb or embarrassed. The details will stay private -- and those are more important.]

Someone flirts with me, I see if they're really serious about it. Flirt back, play with 'em, whatever's fun. Maybe I sleep with them if I'm interested. [Not anymore, with Abel here, but that was his old routine.] Said you weren't trying to get in my pants, I got that. Just gotta be careful or you'll give someone the wrong idea. Somebody who's not as experienced with this shit as me.

[Dark eyes rest on him, Cain's weight leaning back against the railing in a casual slump.]

Wei Wuxian. Was that it? The real name you don't go by here.