[ Cain sits on his heels, staring blankly at the body.
He actually knew Sariel. He doesn't know, hasn't seen everybody here, but he had his name. And the kind man always came to hold his hand when he saw him. One of the few people who knew about his red eye. ]
...Dammit.
[ He'll scrub a hand over his face. He'll jump to action eventually, but. Give him a moment. ]
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He actually knew Sariel. He doesn't know, hasn't seen everybody here, but he had his name. And the kind man always came to hold his hand when he saw him. One of the few people who knew about his red eye. ]
...Dammit.
[ He'll scrub a hand over his face. He'll jump to action eventually, but. Give him a moment. ]