[ Cassandra's expression contorts into something a little somber. She's thought Rex needed to really explain his worldview to someone, too- to really comprehend how little he's valuing himself. ]

If Rex can't understand why the shit he says about himself is upsetting from me, I'm not sure he'll want to hear it from a stranger. But he should. I fucking hate it when he talks like that. And he gets so defensive that we can't even talk about it. We practically fought on Christmas about it.

He makes me feel like I'm out of my mind sometimes. Is caring about people this much always like this? Because it kind of makes me miserable.