[It's not where his mind goes first - sad - but the comment strikes him, then, in a sudden blow. Sad, not to feel someone else's warm skin without everything else bleeding in, unfiltered and messy. If this had happened to him on the ship, he would've been found out fast for the ocean of guilt dammed up behind a lie.]
Yeah, I guess. [It's sad, isn't it, he can't reach out and touch her shoulder, or her cheek, or her hand in friendly gesture. Cain's such a physical creature himself.] But you can do cool shit with that tech.
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Yeah, I guess. [It's sad, isn't it, he can't reach out and touch her shoulder, or her cheek, or her hand in friendly gesture. Cain's such a physical creature himself.] But you can do cool shit with that tech.
[Cain's eyes travel out over the road.]
You wanna get something to eat? My treat.