[Not often does Glenn make smart decisions, and today isn't one of them, either. He hears about a rush of muggers and doesn't think it applies to him, having long gotten accustomed to his usual inhuman strength. He's forgotten that it isn't as potent as it used to be. confusion hits him first when he's accosted, the umbrella being yanked from over his head and letting the rain hit his hair. He reaches out in reflex, only to go cold when he hears a loud cracking sound. Before he can shake it off after realizing that it didn't come from himself, he's being crowded into and pushed elsewhere.
[He blinks a little as he's addressed, the lingering sound of that cracking wrist echoing around in his head. He notices Cain's smirk first, as his mouth is where he goes to to try to understand this person's intent.
[Not worry, then. Excitement? Is this person excited about this situation, or what it entails? He can sort of dully hear the stranger's heartbeat even through this distance, his sense of hearing dulled but not neutralized to a human parameter.
[He nods, clearing his throat. He does his best to lift the still-open umbrella back over their heads, even with Cain's grip on it, but it's at least clear that he has no intention of wrenching away. He still has some strength despite his modest build. For the brief instant that he looks close to Cain's eyes, his own irises instead reflect the dark color of Cain's eyelashes.]
You assisted me in order to fight them - is my supposition correct?
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[He blinks a little as he's addressed, the lingering sound of that cracking wrist echoing around in his head. He notices Cain's smirk first, as his mouth is where he goes to to try to understand this person's intent.
[Not worry, then. Excitement? Is this person excited about this situation, or what it entails? He can sort of dully hear the stranger's heartbeat even through this distance, his sense of hearing dulled but not neutralized to a human parameter.
[He nods, clearing his throat. He does his best to lift the still-open umbrella back over their heads, even with Cain's grip on it, but it's at least clear that he has no intention of wrenching away. He still has some strength despite his modest build. For the brief instant that he looks close to Cain's eyes, his own irises instead reflect the dark color of Cain's eyelashes.]
You assisted me in order to fight them - is my supposition correct?