Glitch turned the tablet back around so he could deliver the concerned sulk which conveyed his opinion of Cain's nocturnal meanderings. "Well, now you know. And and if it stays there after we get out of here, you can always come back."

Because yes, they were going to be let out and then Cain would do night gardening instead of weird patroling. All was well in Glitch's world.

"...better than food?" Good luck, tin man.