Aimon had to breathe a sigh of relief once she'd finally pulled into the lot. He wasn't quite as enthusiastic as she seemed to be, but he found himself smiling when she smiled, and kind of enjoying her particular taste in music. It was different from what he usually listened to, but it was just fine, and it suited her quite well.
He had to catch his breath a little when she pulled off her trench coat. He'd only seen her in a t-shirt and a coat so far, so the dress and tights were certainly…new. She looked good. A little gothic, maybe, but that was more than fine with him.
Cain found himself just watching her, and following her with the gas can and an armful of kindling after tucking the box of matches in his pocket. It wasn't likely they'd need them, since he'd brought his lighter along with him, but either way, he was kind of excited to set something on fire.
"So, this is the kind of shit you do for fun, huh?" he asked, smirking a bit as he set the gas can down.