Cain: his voice barely above a whisper, eyes downcast Man... I screwed up big time. I... I killed him. My own brother.
takes a deep breath, sighs heavily It was my fault, Answean. I should've been paying attention, but I... I let him down.
runs a hand through his hair, voice trembling We were on patrol, checking for enemy activity in the village. The place was crawling with them, man.
so did you see them or something?
No, it wasn't like that. We didn't see them, but we heard rumblings, whispers. They were planning something big, and we needed to find out what.
okay so what happened then?
pauses, struggling to find the words We split up, searching for any clues. I went into this abandoned building, thinking it might be some sort of hideout.
nods, voice still filled with regret Yeah, I thought I was doing the right thing, you know? But... but I was wrong, man.
takes a deep breath, his voice cracking When I entered the building, I saw... I saw him. My brother, standing face-to-face with one of the enemy.
holds up a hand, signaling Answean to wait No, listen, Answean. It gets worse. I... I couldn't think straight. Adrenaline, fear...
you couldn’t think straight?
Cain hesitates, unable to continue, as the weight of his guilt and trauma overwhelms him.
sniffs, wipes away tears No, Answean, I'm not okay. I can't... I can't forget what I did. The guilt, the shame...
stands up abruptly, knocking over his chair Damn it, Answean! I don't know what's wrong with me! I just... I can't escape it, man!
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself Okay, okay. I'm trying to breathe, Answean. But it's like... every time I close my eyes, I see that moment replaying over and over.
go to your room and take a nap and I’ll be there when you get up
sighs heavily, nods Yeah, maybe I need some time to clear my head. Thanks, man. I appreciate it. stands up and heads towards his room
do you want me to bring anything?
stops in his tracks, turns to face Answean No, no, I'm good. Just... just give me some space, man. I need time to process this shit.
enters his room, closes the door behind him, and collapses onto the bed Fuck, man... What am I gonna do?
sits up, runs his hands through his hair Goddamn it, Cain, pull yourself together. You can't keep falling apart like this. takes a deep breath, stands up and paces the room
stops pacing, glances at the TV Damn, Answean, turning on the TV like that won't help me forget what happened. shakes his head, sighs heavily
I know but I can’t think of anything else to do
pauses, then nods I appreciate the sentiment, man. But right now, I need to confront this head-on.