Sighing, Cain followed Nick with care, but still not overtly uneasy about the height or even the bridge that many other humans would tremble to think of walking across. He'd crossed worst though from the old to the most sparse bridges made of unusual materials. That also was a part of the experience after all. Only when they reached the largest hut did he show any sign of unease and that too he covered up in seconds. Holding himself strongly but with respect, the young wanderer dipped his head in greeting. "My name is Cain Anders and I am a traveler who has been on the road for weeks. If I might, may I ask for some of our hospitality?" he murmured before glancing over at Nick. This was the person that brought him after all.