"You really should be more careful." Susan said with a frown as she watched Cain's eye sockets mend themselves as new eyeballs grew into place.
Cain let out a pained sigh.
Earlier he had been careless, trying to see what he wasn't supposed to see.
Seeing the frustrated look on his face, Susan smiled lightly and leaned down.
Cain's eyes widened as the soft, moist feeling brought the life back into him.
"Take it easy."
"Cain..." A voice called from outside the tent.
Cain cleared his throat and sat up,
"You can come in."
Susan gave him a look. Cain smiled wryly.
Stepping into the tent, Hunter gave her a glance then a nod.
"Are you two busy, or do I come back some other time?"
Cain shook his head,
"No, it's fine."
Hunter sighed then walked forward.
"Gilead and Steve are still setting things up. It's good we landed in a good position."
Cain grimaced, "No. There's nothing good about this place."
Hunter shrugged, "I can't argue with that."
