He has the chat open in front of him when Jonas's messages start rolling in, immediately intending to assuage the situation — but Cain's eyes keep sticking on that one message, darknight: Why, like he's waiting for something else to come. There's a brief, cold feeling in the pit of his stomach he can't really identify in the moment, but he knows he's felt it before. Maybe it's dread, because whatever tenuous neutrality he's reached with Noctis is surely over and done with now. Backward several steps to the start. And Jonas, too, for all of his rambling — he's probably disappointed. Pissed, even if he's not showing it here in the group chat.
It's not like he's embarrassed by The Picture. If there's anything he has confidence in, it would be his body. In the strictly physical sense, it's kept him alive — whether through fighting or sex or all other demands he's made of it. But this isn't what he wanted to do.
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He has the chat open in front of him when Jonas's messages start rolling in, immediately intending to assuage the situation — but Cain's eyes keep sticking on that one message, darknight: Why, like he's waiting for something else to come. There's a brief, cold feeling in the pit of his stomach he can't really identify in the moment, but he knows he's felt it before. Maybe it's dread, because whatever tenuous neutrality he's reached with Noctis is surely over and done with now. Backward several steps to the start. And Jonas, too, for all of his rambling — he's probably disappointed. Pissed, even if he's not showing it here in the group chat.
It's not like he's embarrassed by The Picture. If there's anything he has confidence in, it would be his body. In the strictly physical sense, it's kept him alive — whether through fighting or sex or all other demands he's made of it. But this isn't what he wanted to do.
God, he fucks everything up sooner or later.]