[He doesn't like being in debt, but... a quick hand catches the pack, tucks it away. There's no second thanks; the favor is still acknowledged with a look, dark eyes glancing Eugene over.
A decent guy. Even when it's hard to trust, he has instincts. Still. Cain gives a short jerk of his chin in a nod of acknowledgement, then leaves the room. He'll be back, later and often. There's no other place like it on the station.]
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A decent guy. Even when it's hard to trust, he has instincts. Still. Cain gives a short jerk of his chin in a nod of acknowledgement, then leaves the room. He'll be back, later and often. There's no other place like it on the station.]