Cain. it's-- not like that, it isn't... that you're not-- ahh...
his brow furrows and there is clear conflict in his eyes as they drop from his brother's. he's hurting him, isn't he? this isn't what he wanted, at all.]
...I'm... sorry, Cain.
[you're you... you're definitely you. you're plucked right out of his fondest memories, and that's why it... hurts. he doesn't know what to do with this at all. ;(]
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Cain. it's-- not like that, it isn't... that you're not-- ahh...
his brow furrows and there is clear conflict in his eyes as they drop from his brother's. he's hurting him, isn't he? this isn't what he wanted, at all.]
...I'm... sorry, Cain.
[you're you... you're definitely you. you're plucked right out of his fondest memories, and that's why it... hurts. he doesn't know what to do with this at all. ;(]