Cain wasn't here to push. Something was off in her movements and leaving her here to wander out alone wasn't really the decent thing to do — back home, Cain might have left her to it. If she was a foreigner like he was thinking, however, they all needed to stick together in a place like this and Cain was more than willing to concede some fondness for the familiarity of fellow humans and-or the nonkedan in a place where they were the minority. Solidarity.

"Ico isn't here," he said. Whether that was true or not (he didn't know for sure, to be fair), chances were stacked against her. "When people come here, it's one by one. We can look for him, but I'm concerned for you first. You said you passed through death... Are you all right now?"