[He looks over suddenly at that last line and his face twists into something so hurt-looking it's startling.]
You really don't see it.
[All at once he's reached out and pulled Cain towards him and semi-off balance and wow Cain sure seems to be getting hugged very very close right now.]
Have I been that bad of a brother that you don't see their disdain for what it is?
[He's twining his skinny arms around him tighter but not tight enough to cause pain. His chin is on top of Cain's head, and he's speaking almost directly into Cain's hair.]
They hate you. Everyone here, they all hate you. They'll pretend otherwise, and then when your guard's down, they'll cut you right where it hurts and take whatever they need from you and leave you alone again. And you don't see that. And it's my fault.
[he wants to squeeze tighter and tighter and tighter until Cain chokes up bloody foam and his destroyed internal organs spurt out his body at the back.]
I didn't know I was that cruel to you that you were looking for validation from these animals.