I don't owe you any answers. Not after what you did.
[ He wrenches calm around himself, or at least what facsimile of it he can manage. Cain won't let Takasugi get to him. Not like he had in that small, dingy room. Not when Takasugi had Percival's life in the balance. It's only the two of them now, no other cards for Takasugi to play.
He's not going to be such an easy mark, not any more. He's not going to give up pieces of himself for nothing. ]
I don't owe you anything.
[ Nothing, not even his attention, and Cain turns his head away, studying the memory again — looking to see if he can find a way out instead of entertaining Takasugi's taunting. ]
no subject
[ He wrenches calm around himself, or at least what facsimile of it he can manage. Cain won't let Takasugi get to him. Not like he had in that small, dingy room. Not when Takasugi had Percival's life in the balance. It's only the two of them now, no other cards for Takasugi to play.
He's not going to be such an easy mark, not any more. He's not going to give up pieces of himself for nothing. ]
I don't owe you anything.
[ Nothing, not even his attention, and Cain turns his head away, studying the memory again — looking to see if he can find a way out instead of entertaining Takasugi's taunting. ]