[If it's possible to be tentatively firm, Cassel is. He's still getting used to trusting someone implicitly, especially someone who hasn't lost what he's lost, but he has to believe this.]
[He pauses to consider the wording, though - like us - feeling a sense of belonging that's not radically different from what he's always wanted, but at the same time fits better, like a puzzle piece clicking into place. What if he belongs, not with criminals, but with outcasts, freaks, tools? Is that right?]
People like us - shouldn't be. Ever.
[Anger flares, but he latches on to the promise of knowledge, information. It's a trade and he knows it, but at the same time it doesn't have to be. Cassel offered for nothing. Zane's giving him something.]
[private/voice]
[If it's possible to be tentatively firm, Cassel is. He's still getting used to trusting someone implicitly, especially someone who hasn't lost what he's lost, but he has to believe this.]
[He pauses to consider the wording, though - like us - feeling a sense of belonging that's not radically different from what he's always wanted, but at the same time fits better, like a puzzle piece clicking into place. What if he belongs, not with criminals, but with outcasts, freaks, tools? Is that right?]
People like us - shouldn't be. Ever.
[Anger flares, but he latches on to the promise of knowledge, information. It's a trade and he knows it, but at the same time it doesn't have to be. Cassel offered for nothing. Zane's giving him something.]
I can do it.