Caius hadn't any idea he was sitting in the same chair Nero used to; there was no way to know. He knew of Nero but did not personally knew him, or his relationship to Yeul. From what he had seen, Yeul treasured that man, and he was not going to disrespect someone he had felled. To disrespect the dead was unforgivable, and it was not something he would do.

Though when he spoke of his tribe name he noticed her change in disposition. She seemed very surprised, but it was no shock to him. The tribe had been wiped off the face of the map, and he was, as far as he knew, the only one left. He leaned back slightly in the chair, but his eyes did not leave her. A small breath parted him, and he gave the Seeress a faint nod in confirmtion.

"As far as I am aware, I am the last of the Ute tribe. I have not heard of, nor seen another." If there were others, they had gone into hiding and remained hidden to this day. It was not his business to search for them, as he had made his own life until Etro had spoken to him. Caius relaxed, though faintly. Though he did not know the Seeress well, he knew she was no danger to him, thus there was no reason to exercise caution.

"Seeress, might I ask you something about your former Guardian?" If she was not willing to disclose anything about Nero due to the pain of his loss, he would not pry into it.