Cayn is frowning quite a bit when he looks down at his boots, and the fact that she's turned them into a bright pink.  "You know," Cayn said.  "Were I a normal mentor I would punish you for such a transgression against my apparel.  However, I think just for this, I will wear no other footwear while teaching you.  I will make you suffer through this atrocity just as much as I must.  And if anyone asks, you changed the color for some inane reason or another."  And as much as he tried to look stern and disproving, he was smiling.<br/><br/>"You're a character," Cayn said finally, gesturing for her to continue her studies.  "What're you going to do when you're freed from here?  Will you seek your own way in the world, or are you going to stay?"  Cayn asked it casually, but there was something in his tone, as if seeking some type of affirmation or not from her.  "Your brother made mention, in passing, of wanting to take care of one of the people within the Night Parade.  How do you feel about it?"