Caine was barely paying attention to you, examining his gloved hand. He hovered in the air, legs crossed, gripping a cane in his other fist.

He seemed rather uninterested in everything. His poppy purple suit contrasted his dark demeanor, which was off-putting. He ran the whole show, but it didn't look like he cared.

He finally gives you a glance. "Hm," he scoffed. "What are you looking at?" he asked, sounding rather annoyed.