[ Oh, that wasn't sarcasm- for all her posturing about knowing the exact way to do things, Cassandra's social skills are somewhat lacking.
She watches Utena as she goes through the files, expecting a question, more comments- but not the show of force. The kid looks athletic, sure, but she's still a kid. ]
Hey- [ If she'd had a slightly worse impression of Utena before this, or if this were something far less stressful, she'd be a bit angrier than just one short yelp. But that's the way she had reacted to this knowledge; she'd torn the shit out of David Blake's office, only partially to find information, and in the end mostly out of sheer anger. It's remarkable she hasn't fucked up this apartment yet.
So she can't help but sympathize. It isn't something she's good at, but this is too close to home. ]
Be careful, alright? I get it. It's the creepiest fuckshit imaginable. [ After a moment, hoping Utena's calmed down somewhat, she speaks again. ] You knew what?
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She watches Utena as she goes through the files, expecting a question, more comments- but not the show of force. The kid looks athletic, sure, but she's still a kid. ]
Hey- [ If she'd had a slightly worse impression of Utena before this, or if this were something far less stressful, she'd be a bit angrier than just one short yelp. But that's the way she had reacted to this knowledge; she'd torn the shit out of David Blake's office, only partially to find information, and in the end mostly out of sheer anger. It's remarkable she hasn't fucked up this apartment yet.
So she can't help but sympathize. It isn't something she's good at, but this is too close to home. ]
Be careful, alright? I get it. It's the creepiest fuckshit imaginable. [ After a moment, hoping Utena's calmed down somewhat, she speaks again. ] You knew what?