[Yo bro. Have a golden hair twin munching on fish and chips while he's watching you. Usually if he had a choice he'd dream of the younger incarnation of his twin (as demented as he could be Cain was at least used to him). What was the older one doing here?]

Probably running for cover before Seth arrives. Her shin kicks aren't something to take lightly, Abel.

[He adds in with a laugh.] It's no secret you are her favorite punching bag.