[This Cassel says without any hesitation at all. Yes, he thinks - doesn't know, but thinks - that they're real friends. He isn't an expert in the matter; he hasn't had very many, and almost all of them are here. Back home, he wouldn't know a real friend from a hole in the ground. He treated Sam like shit, treated Daneca worse, and Lila . . . well, that doesn't even bear mentioning. He was cruel and selfish with all of them, because he didn't know how to be anything but cruel and selfish.]
[Now he knows better. Even if Slevin doesn't, or if he doesn't want to, Cassel does, and he knows what friendship feels like now. This, what there is between the two of them, with all its complications and feral skepticism, is friendship.]
[His expression is still mostly blank, but a smile begins to curve on his lips, mostly on its own. He lets it. He is happy, in this little way, like a child, thrilled to have a friend.]
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[This Cassel says without any hesitation at all. Yes, he thinks - doesn't know, but thinks - that they're real friends. He isn't an expert in the matter; he hasn't had very many, and almost all of them are here. Back home, he wouldn't know a real friend from a hole in the ground. He treated Sam like shit, treated Daneca worse, and Lila . . . well, that doesn't even bear mentioning. He was cruel and selfish with all of them, because he didn't know how to be anything but cruel and selfish.]
[Now he knows better. Even if Slevin doesn't, or if he doesn't want to, Cassel does, and he knows what friendship feels like now. This, what there is between the two of them, with all its complications and feral skepticism, is friendship.]
[His expression is still mostly blank, but a smile begins to curve on his lips, mostly on its own. He lets it. He is happy, in this little way, like a child, thrilled to have a friend.]
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