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[allinhishands]

It was so good of the City to provide me with the opportunity to spend some quality time with my son. In a way, I feel as if we are closer than ever despite how far apart we are now.

[He chuckles softly and then there is the small crackle that comes from something burning. A deep breath and then a release of air.]

Hopefully we will have another chance in the future.

Would you enjoy that as well, Cain?

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[misterblackbird]

Only if such an encounter ends in your demise.

[allinhishands]

You did not enjoy our time together?

[misterblackbird]

No. I did not.

[What little sleep he's getting these days he's having to catch while lying perfectly still and on his stomach in a somewhat tired and desperate attempt to keep his wounds from opening again. Thank you, Dad.]

[allinhishands]

Such a pity. We had a wonderful time.

[And just knowing that Cain has something to remember for some time to come makes him smoke his pipe each night.]

[misterblackbird]

You're a monster. You're as much a monster as you ever were. You're more of a monster now as you would even use the City's madness to your advantage.

I hope the City itself lays you low someday soon.

[allinhishands]

And yet my son wanted to return to my side. What kind of father would I be to deny you that?

[misterblackbird]

It's your fault that I called for you at all.

I shouldn't wait for the City to do my work for me. I ought to do it myself.

[allinhishands]

Can you?

[misterblackbird]

I did it once before.

Even if you don't remember, I certainly do.

[allinhishands]

The fact that you remember is enough.

I do eagerly await to see if you can manage it again, my son.