His intentions were nothing but pure right now. He really had no ulterior motivations aside from getting this work done and possibly seeing what kind of person this girl was outside of her political views, but that was just how Cain was. Someone who needed other people, enjoyed their company, made what he could of it. He wasn't always that way, but it was the easiest way to cope with how long he had been around.

"That works for me." He watched her as he walked inside, gait regular and paced. How she was getting around was curious to him; Solomon used his shadows to feel more comfortable with his surroundings, but she seemed just comfortable with everything as it was. A lifelong condition if not something developed when she was too young to remember differently? Idle curiosity continued to spin in his head while he took the house in. "Any objections to making weaponry? Some artisans don't really go for that."