[He hadn't sent anything but a text in the few minutes it had taken John to leave and come back with cookies. It's simple, just a check in, but he hadn't tried to send anything else. He didn't want to pester him.
When he gets a message back he hadn't expected one so early, but... the last time Cain had run away from him it had only taken a night for him to reappear again, looking for him. He blows out a breath, shaking his head. Not the time to think about things that happened at home. He was dealing with the now.
He'll knock shortly after, just long enough to make sure he didn't look like he'd spent a few hours crying while wrapped up in a blanket. Sometimes it was nice that there was just a floor between them.]
Re: text;
When he gets a message back he hadn't expected one so early, but... the last time Cain had run away from him it had only taken a night for him to reappear again, looking for him. He blows out a breath, shaking his head. Not the time to think about things that happened at home. He was dealing with the now.
He'll knock shortly after, just long enough to make sure he didn't look like he'd spent a few hours crying while wrapped up in a blanket. Sometimes it was nice that there was just a floor between them.]