Cain frowned as he slowed his step. He wasn't sure he wanted to follow this guy to his tribe. Learn new things? Yes. But he still felt irked over the earlier situation and wary. "How do you know it wasn't you that I was running from?" he sighed. In truth, Cain didn't know what made him run in the first place other than an odd feeling that he was being followed and that something dangerous and different lived in these woods. He still felt that, but it bothered him to a lesser degree now. "What is your tribe anyway?" His step still slowed, he made it clear that he wouldn't blindly follow this stranger without first getting answers.