Her surprise at his handling was incredibly entertaining to him. It didn't stop him or slow him down in his search for her nearness. He still said all the things that were true, even if he was using them to tie strings to her heart. He'd made peace with his feelings for Haley a long time ago, at the dawn of his separate debauchery. Who's to say he wouldn't have been this creature even if she'd chosen him over some ridiculous fairy-tale caricature - perhaps she'd changed for Keida then, or perhaps he'd strayed because that was in his nature. But that didn't mean he didn't feel things for his childhood friend. He kissed her still mouth when it wouldn't reciprocate.<br/><br/>He held on to the sliver of somber when she touched his face. This was what Haley thought he wanted. He should play along. Perhaps she wasn't wrong. Stiff smile for him. He could have done without the peptalk, though. What she offered did seem nice, even to his rambunctious, alcohol soaked mind. He nodded and kissed her cheek, the smallest of thanks, and moved back to help her up. Keida would play nice if it meant encroaching on the pair. He wasn't about to go to sleep yet, and there was little else to do around here.<br/><br/>In the kitchen - they were always finding kitchens, wherever they went - he embraced her from behind by the stove. He was already taking control of the industrial traces in his blood and clearing his mind. He still acted as drunk as he'd been, coming through her door. "Do you think I'm cruel because you guys left me?" he asked and kissed her behind her ear. "That makes me a bad person." he deduced. In the beginning, when he'd been too young for clubs and didn't have a deck of jokers to pull out for lewd games, he'd had to scam, play at insecurities and present himself a lot like Cain to snare some entertainment. He was a perfect actor, honed in lying. "But I suppose we all know that already." he touched down her stomach to carefully put three fingers at his favorite place on her. "I took you, Haley. I shouldn't have done that, but now I can't stop." he flicked her ear with his nose and breathed warmly. "Neither of us can stop." They might have looked like two connected people, then - nice girl with her darker boy. That kind of pairing wasn't unheard of, but it required some kind of streak of light in the boy, and measure of honesty in the her.<br/><br/>He smiled around the bite he took, and nodded to her from where he sat at her table. "Damn, Dunner." muttered through the food. "You know, if you'd make this wearing only an apron, I might marry you." he was waving the for in her direction before scooping more up. Like a good patient, he had some more water. A bit of his drunk-act slipped, since he was still too inebriated to fully maintain the ruse, but Haley's trusting disposition should be enough to mend his performance in her eyes. "Oh yeah." he remembered, wiping his mouth and patting his cheek. "I think I was promised a kiss?" Innocent, especially since he was still addled by the early inebriation. If she remembered, Keida was usually into more physical tokens.<br/><br/>She didn't know he'd spotted a certain radiant someone coming up her walkway.<br/><br/>"H-haley?" Cain asked, opening the door to the hall. He'd be chocked whether her lips were on Keida's cheek or not. "W-what are you doing here?" he spat and moved toward what he equated to an intruder. Keida got up suddenly, chair screeching, and held one hand out.<br/><br/>"Not feeling good." he answer. It made Cain stop in his tracks. Keida ran for the bathroom and didn't lock the door behind him.<br/><br/>"Haley?" Cain tried again, eyes hollowed out with fear and surprise. His hands balled into weapons as he moved closer to where Keida had sought comfort from the supposed onset of nausea. "H-he's drunk?" Like that was an affront in itself, but also an opportunity. Cain had never been violent, but he looked it now.