Cain shakes his head, pinching the bridge of his nose while he holds on with his other arm. "I know, kiddo," he says, voice coming out more gravely than he'd personally prefer, but beggars can't be choosers, and guys reaching the end of their tether can't very well double back.

"Not here," he says, and it sounds more like a request than anything else. "I'll be fine. Let's just... Let's just get out of here. We can come back with the scrolls later."