[ By this point, Cassandra knows Riptide doesn't really do hugs, and he catches her off guard when he gives her one. She doesn't even get the chance to respond, really, before he lets go and walks in.
The others had responded similarly- Rex and Martin barely recognizing what she'd done, Andy trying to do the same. She's still in awe that Riptide does it, too. Of course he wouldn't care; she knows who he is by now. And yet-
She did hurt him. She did hurt him very, very badly- at least that's what it seemed like. It's more surreal now than it was then, when she was out of her own mind, not thinking as herself- that he could just be alright. ]
I...I know. I know I'm not Getaway. But was there seriously nothing wrong after that? Riptide, just-
[ This is how she's always been. She can't not know. ] Just tell me the truth.
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The others had responded similarly- Rex and Martin barely recognizing what she'd done, Andy trying to do the same. She's still in awe that Riptide does it, too. Of course he wouldn't care; she knows who he is by now. And yet-
She did hurt him. She did hurt him very, very badly- at least that's what it seemed like. It's more surreal now than it was then, when she was out of her own mind, not thinking as herself- that he could just be alright. ]
I...I know. I know I'm not Getaway. But was there seriously nothing wrong after that? Riptide, just-
[ This is how she's always been. She can't not know. ] Just tell me the truth.