"Why the sod would I know where Sean is? I could give a rat's arse about the man," Micah quipped with a roll of his eyes and a heavy, irritated sigh. Of course she would be looking for him to look for Sean. The two vampires didn't exactly see eye-to-eye on a lot of things and they certainly didn't get along too well when it came to the blonde Slayer. He gave an affronted look and then looked off, adjusting the leather duster he wore.
"So, that the only reason you're out looking for me, pet?" Micah asked with a suggestive quirk of his eyebrow and a playful smirk. The playful expression only lasted a few moments, though, before his face softened. As much as Micah pretended he didn't feel, he did and he knew Caitlin was hurting. "Oy...," he tilted his head to the side, "Sorry about your sister, love."