I exiled him for a reason

[dara_r2a]

Caine seems to be out cold, thanks to the steering wheel to the forehead, probably. He has trumps in a simple cloth case, and some little bottles full of clear liquid, and a long piece of rubber tubing, in his pockets.

Dara has no interest in anything but the Trumps. She flicks through them, and settles on one. "Exiled, huh. Let's just see about that."

The contact with Benedict comes like an icy wind.

To the image of Benedict, Dara says, "I have Caine here. Do you want him back?"

The image of Benedict thinks for a moment. "Not really," he says, and gives the image before him a curious look.

To the image of Benedict, Dara is dressed in black, which makes the blood along one arm difficult, but not impossible, to see. "Finders keepers, then."

The image of Benedict raises a brow. "I exiled him for a reason - I do not wish him to be in Amber. Would you hold him against my will, then? Keep him from me?" It seems the King is amused.

A faint exhale can just be heard right about then, though it might be part of the Wagner. Caine stirs sluggishly, then stills again.

You turn your attention away from the Trump and end the contact.