[Kabane observes Scott's approach a little too calmly. The only indicator that he may be more nervous than he's letting on is when his gloved grip tightens around the metal of his cage.]
I want to leave. [He affirms in a soft-spoken monotone.] But I don't know where I am or why I'm here. There might be a reason why I was locked up.
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I want to leave. [He affirms in a soft-spoken monotone.] But I don't know where I am or why I'm here. There might be a reason why I was locked up.