[Cassel never had doubts about love. He was a firm believer in it, an infatuation evangelist. Now he's something else, though he's often unclear as to what. He can see Chris's flaws crystal-clear.]

I suck at talking. If you want me to be a shithead at somebody I can probably manage that. Uh.

[He adjusts his cuffs, a little awkwardly.]

Food, I guess. Butterfly knives make me hungry.