”The fire that burns the brightest, leaves the most embers. The ember that ignites with fury is one that never dies.”

Kain had not uttered a single word since the fight. His entire body felt strange, almost as if his nerveendings were on fire. Of course, the stoic sentintel hardly aknowledged this at all, he merely looked more stoic then usual. They had all driven the last part of the journey in silence it had seemed. The loss of life hanging over them like a dark and ominous cloud. He was concerned for himself as much as the other, Kain had no idea where that alien fire had come from. IT had made rock ignite, like it would consume anything his blade touch. Yet now, it was dormant once more. He tried to put it away in the back of his head. To not think about the implications. He wasn't fit for those kind of existential questions anyway. He left that to the brainy types. Instead, the giant of a man remained stoic and silent.

Ther was still so much death. So many lives that ended prematurely. Flames that flickered and died as the winds of change swept across the world. He didn't like it anymore then anyone else present, but he suspected the way he felt it was different then for others. To him, each flame snuffed was another flame that merged with the growing indignation of it all. He rememberd the feeling so vidily. They had been so.. so intense in his mind. And now there was silence.

The Behemoth offered no great comfort, the to small compartment was a pain for the bigger man and he felt like a sardin half the time. By the time they arrived, he was more then happy to disembark. He embraced the feeling of air on his face as he tried to regain his focus and composure proper this time around. The sight of the manor turned his face to one of scorn. He knew immedietly he and its owner would not see eye to eye. Flaunting money was one of the many things with the upper class he disliked. AS they entered, his mood soured even further, looking at the splendor of the interior. Some would feel awe or envy. He felt rightous anger. He quenced it however, his eyes fixed on a spot somewhere far away as to leave the impression of control and dicipline.

His eyes only left that spot when the other soldier appeared. There was a brief moment of instant evaluation of his fellow Defender before he nodded, almost imperceptively. The nod was given a response that only Kain would know to inteptret. It was a kindred spirit. Someone who also bore the distinguishing mark of a sentinel on his soul. Sacrifice and stoic, unmoving resolve practically eminated from the man. Something that Kain found far more acceptable then the Mayor.

At the promise of food, something else then fire made itself known. A deep, hungry rumble from the deepest recesses of his stumache. Loud enough to be heard across the room. He smiled sheepishly as he followed the others. Only for their sniper Doch show up at his side. She asked about a cigarette and he turned to watch her. Perhaps for the first time. He raised a eyebrow.

”Sure. I say that shooting sure earned you one.” He said. His tone softer then he had meant it to be. He passed her the cigarette pack and let her take as many as she felt she needed before taking it back.”I am gonna see if I can't raid the kitchen while hotshot goes around bragging about his wealth” He added after he pocketed the cigarettes once more.