Tell Rex about keeping it out of the system. It might make him feel better.

[ If her assumptions are right about Rex’s worries, at least.

Cassandra sighs as she opens the door, honestly a little embarrassed to have all of that discussed where the driver could hear it, but it’s not like they could help it. She doesn’t respond until she’s closed it behind her, looking over at him with a firm expression. ]

You don’t have to say the obvious. I never fucking know if I want to talk about this more or less. See? You can tell I really don’t know if I can say it right now.