A fight between the two of them would likely be interesting. They seem pretty closely matched. But, for the moment, Cain really doesn't feel like taking a swing at the stranger.

He snorts softly in laughter, unable to keep the amused smirk off his face. He might hate to admit it, but he's thoroughly enjoying the challenge Kavinsky is presenting. He can't quite pinpoint what's different about this little exchange that has him grinning instead of annoyed, but he likes it. He likes that the man is holding his ground and calling him out, something that didn't happen back home anymore. He'd fought and won too many fights.

"What makes you think we'd be doing anything, hm? What makes you think I'm interested, -" He pauses, realizing he doesn't know what to call him, "What's your name anyway?"

His actions seem to directly contradict what he's saying, stepping closer to Kavinsky as he speaks, voice lowering.