He nodded, padding over to sit down at the table. He was interally grateful for it; although he was capable of helping, the hangover didn't make him particularly motivated to do much more than he had to. He resisted the urge to cross his arms on the table and press his face into them to shut out the light. Ugh. Eating was wise, but at the same time, it wasn't terribly appealing.
He rested his elbow on it instead, palm resting against his forehead. The headache was dull but present. Would be, for a while. The man almost snorted when she asked the question, and it came out as an almost rueful laugh.
"Cain...It's my name. My actual name. Given name, real name, legal name. I guess old habits die hard in light of inebriation," he chuckled without mirth. "Cain Tanner. I switched to Cornyx not long before I met you because I never liked the name, given its origins." It didn't occur to him for a moment that Runi wouldn't be familiar enough with the biblical reference to recognize the name as that of the first murderer, so he didn't think to explain it.
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