He glanced over at the fight in the making again, thoughtful. "Not dull and quiet all the time." Eating seemed to be taking a back seat to talking and trying to watch everyone, and he took the brief break in conversation to spoon up more soup. "I think I can take care of myself," he said absently. "And trusting anyone, even during the day -- " Kain cut himself off, letting that speak enough for him. This place really wasn't all that different from home, and trust was a rare thing to find in the Night Society.

"What's your home like?" he asked, following the path his mind was taking.