this is how you imagined Caine. Happy, excited, unfazable. It's how he'd always seemed since you'd entered the circus. you and Caine had a good relationship. you were good friends with him, often coming to him to rant about the other circus members when needed. but now, after the adventure where everyone had finally thought they'd get to leave... "I don't understand what's happening." You heard Caine's voice coming from in his room.
"Oh?" Bubble replied, perfectly recognizable. "I'm doing everything I'm supposed to be doing! They should LIKE me! They should be having FUN!!" Caine sounded on the edge of a breakdown, his voice cracking. "They were having fun when you left them alone." Bubble replied, most likely floating around aimlessly. "But that doesn't make any sense! This is MY game!" Caine sobbed, and that's when you opened the door, revealing him half glitched out and twitching, breaking down completely.
