Cade nods absently against the wall, taking his sweet time recognizing what he's been told to do. That part of him isn't turned off, however, so after several long moments he straightens up from the wall and dutifully makes his way back to the chair. He sits on his shirt as if it weren't there, cups his hands over his face, and sighs deeply into them, pushing them through the curls on the top of his head as he lets it drop.