Cain would never think of breaking a contract. It was something akin to a promise and he didn't know if it worked differently here; but the risk of losing his magic was nothing he'd ever play with. And his honor and pride....

He felt ashamed of himself. He pulled the sword out of the floor in a single motion, putting it back into the scabbard before bowing. "I apologize for the unsightly display. Please send any bill for damages to me. I......thank you for your time."

He knew he had far overstayed his welcome, and anything else he did now would probably damage what little standing he had left. Cain pauses for a moment, almost tempted to maybe say something, explain himself, apologize-but he remained silent, and left through the door he was let.