Kain was about to slap his head for being a facetious child, but hearing the keyword Prontera sent a shiver through his form. He opted to follow his sights to the window, gazing into the far distance of an unfamiliar world. Damian wasn't wrong; it was impressive.

Well... That being said - or thought, whatever...

Kain turned toward what he assumed to be the door, glowing a gentle blue to let them know they were allowed through. Despite that, he paused, cautious about the brick of light between them and the exit.

His fingertips were tentative in their outstretch to make contact, but in the end, he didn't take the risk. He looked toward Damian because he probably knew what to do with it.