Kane didn’t pull away from the touch but didn’t lean into it either. His skin felt cool to the touch in a way is almost never did. He didn’t glance up to Eden his eyes glued to the keyboard. He listened to the other and he... couldn’t help but believe him. The paranoia was still swirling in his head whispering all sorts of things to him as he shook his head, “I can’t do it again. I can’t... I know you don’t understand but I can’t. If he wants to have heads of house, let him have it.” He mumbled feeling like his position had been nothing but a sick twisted joke. His depressive state always plummeted his self esteem and outlook and he knew Syndar was going to come looking for him but instead it was someone else... Iris had somehow followed Eden as if called by the sad music.<br/><br/>She wore a tight black dress it’s a high collar her hair in a tight braid down her back and his families orange eyes taking in the scene. “Are you done playing Eden? It’s time I take him home.” He said softly moving to Kane’s side as she could tell his state was poor especially with how he wasn’t even protested being guided, “Come now... it’s time to get some rest an recover. You have a guest back in your room at the house that needs some care.” She murmured pulling her father away from Eden as she glanced with the prince as she gave him a polite bow. Kane had nothing more to say to him, his feelings were still confused and conflicted and he leaned heavily on Iris as she guided him along, forever cleaning up her father’s messes.