Caden swallows hard and looks at her, eyes a bit wide, and then nods. "I don't - I can try."

He turns and looks out at the dreary gray sky. This could be huge. This could change everything. He furrows his brow and thinks about clouds rolling in, about rain coming, but nothing really happens. Then he turns to look at April's face, and the way her expression just barely gives away how much pain she's in. There are bruises on her face and Caden's blood boils. Seeing her hurt makes him boil with rage, and he reaches up to gently cup her cheek. "God, I could kill them."

Rain patters against the windows again and Caden blinks, turning to stare with wide eyes. "Holy shit, it is me. I don't understand. I've never - " He turns to face April, suddenly concerned with what she may think of him now. His voice is quiet when he speaks, full of worry. "I had no idea."