"Ah, he speaks," Cain says with a smirk, then turns and leads them into a bedroom that really is far too big for one person. Two will be a better fit. He tosses Abel's bag on the bed, then goes over to the window to open the curtains and let some more light in.

"Abel. Hah. That's cute." He muses, before pointing to the side of the bed closest to the window. "This is my bedroom. That sides yours. Don't snoop around in my shit." Not that he even has much shit. This place came fully furnished and he didn't really bring much back with him from the ship, but it feels good to say anyway. "Bathroom's here," he waves a hand toward the lavish bathroom connected to the bedroom, then walks over to the dresser and kicks the bottom drawer. "This one's yours. What else do you need?"