Cain appreciated up-front. He wasn't the type to dance around things in the first place and when others could be just as frank or otherwise informative without needing to weigh it all down, he had a tiny, infinitesimal sliver of faith for humanity restored. He went back to his coffee for a moment, grinning into his drink.

"Is that how long it lasts until it leaves, until you die, or until someone kills you?" he asked.