For just a moment, Caden let Artemis hug him. She was family, and he felt desperate for family right now...But he eventually pushed her away as he quickly recalled all that she had done to him and the people he had loved.Artemis immediately raised her head in recognition of the voice that sounded outside the cell door. She glanced from Han to Mythe, wondering if they heard her brother speak, or if her mind was uniting reality and her deepest desires as one. Artemis hesitated to believe Mythe, but eventually the joy of seeing her brother overcome whatever fear she had of losing him a second time. She fled to him, lifting a trembling hand to brush across his cheek. It was him. He was real, not just a figment of her imagination. She held him in her tender embrace with all eagerness, not breaking contact with him so that she could continually be reminded that he was really here, with her. "Caden," she hardly breathed, tilting her head slightly back so that she could look up into his eyes, "you're alive."
"Yeah, I'm alive." He muttered to her quietly, "But...But why do you suddenly care?"
His tone was suddenly stern and cold as he looked at Artemis with a mix of sadness and disgust.
"I don't remember you caring about family before. Why now? Are you finally lonely enough, with what you did? With what you did to me, to them?"
Caden had known this moment would come eventually, and so many things he wanted to say were left built up inside of him. But now he could say whatever he wanted to his sister. Somebody he wished he wasn't related to, or wasn't involved with.
"Now now, Caden. Be polite." Mythe told Caden, softly scolding him jokingly as he calmly looked at the scene with slight triumph. This was going to be much more fun than he had originally guessed.