[okay, all of this is just.

HE HAS HAD ENOUGH.

he's pushing himself back to his feet and dusting himself off haggardly. this town... THIS TOOOOOWNNN...

Abel rests his hands at Cain's shoulders, looking into his face seriously.]

Cain... if you're joking around, it's time to stop. Something serious is-- is going on, here, and... I need you to talk to me.

[does he have any idea what's going on? is he oblivious and just... playing around, or... is he being... messed with, even now?]