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enduringvoicesCain probably shouldn't have challenged Klaus. He probably shouldn't have done a lot of things, especially where Klaus was concerned, but telling the volatile hybrid that his idea was a bad one to his face wasn't without consequences, and it resulted in his chest being punched out and his heart pulled beating from his chest. He saw it coming really, but he had to say it because it was a piss poor idea that would turn the vampires of the French Quarter against the hybrid, but of course Klaus would hear nothing of it.
And since Klaus couldn't bow nicely from an argument, he wrapped his hand around Cain's heart and Cain could feel it squeeze in his chest even through the radiating pain from getting his ribs broken and pushed aside. It was cold, more than the pain, it was a constricting coldness. He dropped like a ton of bricks onto the ground, collapsing in a fold of limbs splayed every which way.
A heart being pulled out wasn't the same as a stabbed heart, and it had happened often enough by now that Cain knew he was going to lose about half a day, at least. Probably wake up in the evening in the foyer alone and still need to clean up the damn bloody mess, literally, that his body made while he was dead. Why couldn't Klaus just snap his neck this time?
That was his last thought before.... complete blackness.
And since Klaus couldn't bow nicely from an argument, he wrapped his hand around Cain's heart and Cain could feel it squeeze in his chest even through the radiating pain from getting his ribs broken and pushed aside. It was cold, more than the pain, it was a constricting coldness. He dropped like a ton of bricks onto the ground, collapsing in a fold of limbs splayed every which way.
A heart being pulled out wasn't the same as a stabbed heart, and it had happened often enough by now that Cain knew he was going to lose about half a day, at least. Probably wake up in the evening in the foyer alone and still need to clean up the damn bloody mess, literally, that his body made while he was dead. Why couldn't Klaus just snap his neck this time?
That was his last thought before.... complete blackness.
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Yet what Cain worried about wasn't Elijah's ability to, but his willingness. It was no secret either how the vampire in a suit gave into his youngest brother's whims. It was part of his family first, his Always and Forever. Cain didn't doubt his ability, he just didn't see Elijah being interested enough to go up against his brother.
Although, there was that moment of sharing earlier, when he viewed the vampire's memories, and what was that depth of feeling that he felt from the Original. It was so intense and strong, that was the only reason Cain found there was a sliver of believability to what Elijah claimed.
"No, obviously not," he sad, his voice too soft to make out if it was meant to be patronizing or merely tiredness. It wasn't said because he believed him though. It was clear that the immortal man hadn't found anything worth putting his faith in a very long time, and until he could see Elijah truly gave him a reason to think otherwise, he wasn't going to get his hopes up simply because the Original had no idea how much damage that would do.
The worst thing that could happen was to get him worked up over something that meant nothing in the end. Because so few things truly meant anything in his life, and he'll wait to see if the vampire might be a light to his eternal darkness, or that flash of fireworks he first thought he was.
"You're a man of your word, I have heard that, but let's not rock that boat. We can have what we have here and let it be that." Not to mention, Cain felt a sort of... not quite loyalty, but his own attachment to Klaus. Yet that didn't stop him from wrapping his arm around the vampire now, taking comfort in this moment that was offered to them both.