[ cain misses the point, except he never really does. he circumnavigates it with a smile, always letting you know in one way or another that he understands well what you're saying.

it's characteristic of him. reinhardtzar has adjusted. so he'll meet him in the middle. ]

You're damned right. You aren't a wick. [ another slap on the back. ] If you burn, I go down with you. Things are different now.

[ despite everything, he smiles — it is small, but no less genuine. ]

Torhid's gone. [ his jaw tightens. ] But what it gave us isn't.

We're still here, Cain.