Kain is tensed, still on guard, though he at least isn't making a move to go on the attack again. He's a lot of things, but hot-headed isn't one of them... but coldness, on the other hand, is something he does all too well. He's definitely being that way now. At the same time, he's not exactly one to forgive so easily, either, and letting things go is a difficult matter for him. He watches the man, unsure if he's lying.

"A fine excuse... though I'll admit those doubles caused a great deal of chaos while they were here." His own did so as well. He can't forget that, he may well be in the same position of damage control. So maybe it's the truth. Either that or he's using it as a convenient way to get out of his responsibility. "But fine. I'll accept your word for now. I'd like to speak to my fellow guardsman, though, just to be completely certain." That's a promising idea, as far as Kain is concerned. He does more or less trust... most of the others on the guard.