[ Cassandra knows she shouldn’t be offended, and yet the tone enters her voice anyway, unable to hide that the idea hurts her. ]

Look- I know. I fucking get it. Maybe I was an idiot for moving in with him and Rex in the first place! [ Even though they’d wanted her, even though she moved in to reassure Martin that dying wouldn’t mean she wanted to leave him. ] What I’m saying is, there’s a chance I could lose my shit, and someone ought to make sure I’m not around to have that happen in front of Martin or in front of someone else innocent or whatever the hell.

[ She huffs. ] We’re not close or anything, Andy. Maybe- maybe it should be you. If you could.