Cain realized the way Draco talked to him, was indeed angry and scolding. Something told him the next time he saw her he'd apologize. He had no excuse. Heaving a sigh he simply walked back to his seat and glumly ordered a drink, deciding not to bother Fenrir or Draco for the remainder of the evening.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Fenrir groaned, "What the heck happened?" He wondered aloud as he tried to open his eyes. Things appeared fuzzy for the moment but after a few blinks he saw he was in the infirmary. "Dang, must've needed Wendy's help to get patched up if I'm not at home. I hope Moriko didn't worry too much." He mused as he sat up and stretched his neck.<br/><br/>Fenrir looked at the clock. "Huh, Ten at night? Or day? How long was I out for?"<br/><br/>"Almost one whole day." Came the answer. "Count yourself lucky Fenrir."<br/><br/>"Oh hey Gray. Man I'm happy to see you." Fenrir stated as he leaned back into bed.<br/><br/>"I'll go tell the others you're up, they're worried about you." Then Fenrir's adopted father exited the room and went to tell the others he was fine.<br/><br/>Outside the Guild, Cain was holding something in his hands, sitting near the entrance and waiting for Draco to come by. He hoped what he got would aid in apologizing to her. If not, Cain would probably have to think of something better.