[For Glitch] - Dated Oct 7th

[heartliketin]

Cain had waited all of thirty minutes after the debacle at breakfast before taking food back to his and Glitch's room and setting it heavily down on the nearest table, picking up a pillow from the floor and pelting it at the headboard with the kind of force a man might use on an enemy and Zero wasn't even anywhere around

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[halfahead]

Glitch stared at Cain for a moment, trying to figure out why exactly Cain was asking him to remind him of something, but finally let out a light sigh, immediately picking an apple up.

"Your urge to protect people. That and the snowball effect when more soldiers like George showed up." He shrugged, still not sure what this was all about. "Why?"

[heartliketin]

Cain turned to make sure that their door was bolted and locked and he made his way over on the bed, shuffling and rubbing at his eyes. "Because I'm getting real sick," he half-growled, "of always tripping over some soldier or an animal or having to deal with a dozen people or more at breakfast."

[halfahead]

"Oh." Glitch tugged him down onto the bed, smiling. "Well. We could always put in gates to keep the animals out. If we make them tall enough it could keep out people, too."

[heartliketin]

Cain couldn't help the wry laugh that came of him at the comment because trust Glitch to break his mood just like that with a single comment. He sighed and went with the tug, arranging himself close as he could. "It's my house," he said with a quiet growl. "And instead I sit there at breakfast like it's a gods-damned greek play and I have to sit there and play father to a bunch of kids?"