[ For a moment Cassandra's face contorts with such anger that she has to turn away, realizing- for once- Utena may think she's angry at her. But no. Fuck no. She's angry because she realizes this means Utena was used, the exact same way Cassandra herself was- the same trust betrayed, warped.

And, frankly, that's a worse kind of betrayal than anything that happened to her. At least she wasn't brainwashed. At least she was in control of herself. ]

...You're not. [ She says, sounding colder than she should. ] It's him who should be suffering for this shit. Not you, not anyone else he hurt, not anyone but that fucking shithead.

[ It's strange to react to this without yelling, for her. But the energy feels like it's been sucked out of her body. And- more importantly- a sort of sickness has built up in her chest. Utena's so young. And she's exactly the sort of girl Blake would mess with, isn't she. ]

Listen. Did he tell you anything that could be useful for when he shows his face again? Or was he just spouting bullshit as usual?