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"I figured you were curious Cass, mind if I call you Cass? Well, honest to God, I don't know where it exactly came from, but I was investigating it before you kicked my butt." He says. Something about the way he said that made her smirk. "Oh ho ho! We got ourselves a ckcky one. Maybe one day you and I could spar. You know, away from all of this. Away from how they treat you." His expression turns to one of sympathy. "I know it can't be easy. Viewed as a weapon more than a person. How your mother treats you, how I'm guessing she raised you, that isn't normal, it damn sure isn't tolerable. You probably don't fully understand what I'm saying, but I'm sure you can read my body language." He days looking her in the eyes.
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