[Cain curses under his breath at his own rash stupidity.]

I expected you and your daughter not to equate me with Enter, and I'd be a fool not to expect it to work both ways. I don't have any desire to be him. [Technically true. He wants it both ways.]

He had to be stopped, any idiot could understand that.

[He slouches forward and steeples his fingers briefly, letting his hands slide up his face and back through his hair. Cain takes in a deep breath before he speaks again, quietly and tinged with something between bitterness and a laugh. Suddenly, he just feels so tired.]

Heille! Àweille donc, Jin. Another round, my treat?