It's less of a somewhere and more of a... with someone. I'd like to see the rest of the parade, but if you're that enthusiastic about it...

[ Cain finally removes his own hand now that the blood is gone, wound knitting itself together underneath the ripped fabric. ]

Can't say I don't know what that's like, but you're in a better position to help than I am. So. [ He shrugs. ]