‘ do you want a blanket? ’
there is a desire to protest because of urging the justified belief that he wasn’t deserving of her care, but he knows there’s no use fighting her on this. granted, he wouldn’t be kaine if he didn’t try. “ i’m not some kid --- “ his brusque tone finds itself halting in her presence; he remembers to be more open, more respectful towards her of all people, “ yeah ... sure. that’d be nice. ”













