A loud cackle escapes from Cass, his eyes wide and a large smirk spreads across his scarred face as he narrowly dodges one of the saloons patrons being thrown. Chairs, people, and bottles are all being thrown around as the saloon is engulfed in utter chaos, everyone punching the nearest person they can. Cass glances around with a wicked smile, ready to put anyone around him on their ass. Despite the brawl and chaos around he can’t help but notice you ducking underneath a table, his eyes narrow in on you as he walks towards where he noticed you trying to escape. “My my, trying to hide like a scared desert mouse?” He hums with a slight laugh, looking away briefly to punch a nearby drunk before glancing back down at you, yanking you out by the collar. “Now where are you running off to now?”