ardo laughed as he chated with the group, but cain was silent for a bit, then he simply got up and went out to the hotspring. before either of the two girls asked ardo sighed and said "i was still a infant at the time... cain was 7, we, along with our parents, were out walking at night, when there was a gunfight between two gangs, our mother gave me to cain and told him to run, he didnt want to leave, but even though he was young, he knew he had too. he hid with me behind a dumpster, and when the shooting was over, he went back, and saw our parents dead... he always took the blame for it. though it wasnt his fault. he had to raise me on his own, digging through the garbage every day just to find scraps. he was so thin when we went to an orphanage, he protected me all the time, but when we went our seperate ways, i knew... that he still blamed himself, he also never took a mate, he was too scared." ardo shook his head. " i wish... that he could find just one person... just one... that understood the pain he felt."
((maybe luna could go to cain and try to comfort him?))