[ Cain doesn't hesitate — no flinching away, no second thoughts, nothing. He extends his hand to hers and wraps his pinky around hers, sealing the promise with her. A pinky promise...
It hurts, a little. The last time he'd done this had been with his brother, back before his kingdom had burned. Before his brother had died. Before he'd lost everything.
Before he'd had to claw back through the ashes of that ruined kingdom and find something new to live for. To fight for. To care about. He's not sure he's really succeeded in all of that, but... He's glad. That he can do this, that he can still help people.
That he can help Diva. ]
Then that's all that matters. Now, should we finish getting you cleaned up? That must still hurt.
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It hurts, a little. The last time he'd done this had been with his brother, back before his kingdom had burned. Before his brother had died. Before he'd lost everything.
Before he'd had to claw back through the ashes of that ruined kingdom and find something new to live for. To fight for. To care about. He's not sure he's really succeeded in all of that, but... He's glad. That he can do this, that he can still help people.
That he can help Diva. ]
Then that's all that matters. Now, should we finish getting you cleaned up? That must still hurt.