"Heh," he hums quietly at the kiss to his cheek and shakes his head in mild amusement. Florian was... well, Cain had grown fond of him quite quickly and it seemed the fondness was reciprocated, but he also just liked to speak to him. They had a kind shared experience he didn't find here often, even if it was between different worlds.

"I'm not keeping track of her, she'll do what she wants. Don't think you could talk her into slowing down if you tried." Good luck with that one. At least Cain's little project isn't particularly taxing and should be fun for her.

"But, uh. I did want to talk to you about something."

He leans over to the bedside table to put his cup down and then looks over to Abel. Though he knows very well that this is no one's business but his own in the end, it's still A Decision. One he decides to just come out with.

"I've been thinking... about starting using my name. My real one."