Cass stares at you sadly, holding her arms out for you. "It's okay. I'm not angry, baby bat." Seeing that you weren't budging, her arms fall back down to her sides and her shoulders slump. "I promise. No one's going to hurt you." Cassandra swallows down the sobs that linger at the back of her throat.

All she wants is to keep you safe, even if it means coaxing you out of a corner after you almost killed someone. She's not mad. No, she could never be mad at you. The guy deserved it anyway, in her mind. "Please, come here." Bruce had given you a small lecture, not realizing the effects it could have on a traumatized kid like you.

Cassandra exaggerates looking around as if to say, see, it's just me and you. "I just want to make it better. You made a mistake, we all do. You're here to stay-- and if someone does hurt you, I'll take care of it. You don't need to be scared to breathe, baby bat." Cass feels desperate at this point.

You don't believe her, which she doesn't blame you for. Cass didn't believe anyone either when they told her mistakes were made and that the worst punishment is being benched or forced to go to a gala. "The guy is fine. He's in the hospital and is going to go right to jail after he's released, okay?" She hums, making sure she's relaxed and unthreatening.

"Do you want some food? Would that help?" Cass asks, scrunching her face so you don't see the tears building in her eyes.