[Prefect shifts, to lean against the wall beside cassel, then changes his mind, and slides down the wall to sit on the floor, with his back to it. He doesn't smile back, but his frown is distant and concerned, rather than disapproving, as if he's thinking about a problem somewhere difficult to pin down.]

Not what you said. He told me you didn't care about anything now, and that he didn't think you wanted to be part of his family anymore.

[Prefect waits, a beat, then quickly, before Cassel can answer to confirm or deny this, his swivels his gaze around to meet Cassel's eyes, and does force a small smile.]

Obviously I told him he was wrong.