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[ Cain is just keeping his hand there...
He lifts his injured arm to look at it, giving Sabo a better look. He frowns a bit, mostly in sympathy. Not for himself, obviously. ]
When we woke to the fire, I scared Siffrin. They stabbed me. I think it was reflexive.
[ A smile suddenly bursts over his face as he waves his hand. ]
It's fine, though. Did you wanna talk?