((Hehe, yes. Dae, Atticus, a few others. :P She would know them, though I'm leaving it very vague. Cain does do that, y'know. Play it vague. . . .))

"Merely pondering," Cain said, his gaze back on the fire. He slowly reached up and stroked a stone that hung from about his neck (which I hope you don't mind, but it's her heartstone. I'll edit if you want it changed) with a contemplative look in his eyes. "Both you and Darius have recently returned from the North, have you not?" The guild leader turned around, his smooth movements making him seem more surreal - like the movements of a large cat. His turquious eyes stared into hers, revealing nothing. "How do you fare? Well, I hope?"
Small talk. Cain did no such thing. Not usually.