Kain had been brought out to one of the balconies, since he was going insanely stir-crazy being confined to his room. Although now that he was regaining his will to fight, and finding ways to work around his new disability, he'd been getting out more in general anyway. Troia was well known for its Black Chocobos, something he's always known about it, but hadn't taken much advantage of. Until now. He trained every day with one, preparing himself for when he would ride forth in combat.

For now, though, he was taking a break from such practice. He sat watching Zephyr in her usual routine of flying and practicing her hunting.