[ Cree eyes never leave Cain, studying his body language for signs of a more violent reaction. It seems something he's overly wary of after his last visitors, but the brief tension in his shoulders dissolves as the young man takes a more verbal opposition. Rather than reach for his sword, he reaches for the sleeve of his right arm. ]
I have the original. [ He says with ease, pulling it back to reveal the very same M that branded the associates etched into his forearm. It's surrounded by the outline of a bird in flight. ] You have quite the glib tone for someone in the wrong nest, boy. I would advise you watch it.
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I have the original. [ He says with ease, pulling it back to reveal the very same M that branded the associates etched into his forearm. It's surrounded by the outline of a bird in flight. ] You have quite the glib tone for someone in the wrong nest, boy. I would advise you watch it.