[ Ah, just what he'd wanted to avoid having JJ notice... But he can't yank his arm away like he wants to. For one, that'd be too suspicious. For another, he's worried that JJ might fall right over if he makes a sudden movement like that. Cain's left to wince, hoping the expression is hidden by the dim lighting even though they're nearly nose-to-nose, staring into each other's eyes. ]

Of course not, I'm fine. Most of it's not mine.

[ That's reassuring, right? Most of it, it's just a scratch, he lets his casual tone imply, hoping that JJ, in his fevered state, will buy it. JJ seems pretty scattered, after all. Easily muddled. Maybe a distraction will get him out of being worried over?

It's worth a try.

Brightly, Cain presents a not-at-all suspiciously swift change of topic. ]

Anyway, I'm a soldier back home. [ Home, Idelva. He still can't think of El Nysa as home. He still has hope that his home can somehow be rescued and restored. ] A general, actually. I'm used to this kind of dangerous thing. So I guess it is pretty normal for me.

[ Yes, someone made him general of a not particularly small army. What he doesn't care to mention is that he'd consider throwing himself into danger as normal even without being in the military. Risking himself for others is something he does without a second thought, with or without the rank to back up his penchant for doing whatever he wants. ]