[ typical cain. they're terribly alike in this respect he realizes, desperate to hold up fortresses with their own two hands, grieving in the shadows for other peoples' sake. the difference is that reinhardtzar takes. cain gives.

with a sigh, he slaps a hand down onto cain's shoulder. it's firm. ]

When you shoulder that burden by your lonesome, it becomes more of a weight than anything.

[ his own shoulders lower. ]

It's been heavy for awhile — hasn't it, Cain.