[ Cassandra huffs at the sound of the lighter- she tends to associate cigarrettes with acting ignorant at this point, even if the person isn’t actually doing so. ]
What I’m saying is you don’t need to keep an eye on me. I mean, what are you going to do? Have fist fights with me until I collapse? You all might as well lock me in a fucking cage at that point.
[ She doesn’t actually want that. But she wants someone else to feel miserable right now. Guilty. ]
[ She's been emotional for most of this conversation, but this is the first point her voice crackles with true anger, less at Andy than herself, though she wouldn't realize that. ]
I just- I- keep me away from them. If you have to. Can that be all? Please?
It's your death. You powers. You have to make some fucking decisions, because I can't do it for you. It's not my responsibility. Martin is my responsibility. Which is the only reason I'm even humoring the idea that I should have some duty to keep you away from him, even though you could do the exact same thing by walking away.
[ That was unnecessary. Cruel. Even if she was right, she shouldn't have said it like that. But it's too late to take it back now. ]
Okay. Fine.
[ These words are inadequate. Maybe she should try harder. Remind Cass that she matters — to Martin and Rex, but to Andy too, in a different way. But at length, instead: ]
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What I’m saying is you don’t need to keep an eye on me. I mean, what are you going to do? Have fist fights with me until I collapse? You all might as well lock me in a fucking cage at that point.
[ She doesn’t actually want that. But she wants someone else to feel miserable right now. Guilty. ]
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[ She's been emotional for most of this conversation, but this is the first point her voice crackles with true anger, less at Andy than herself, though she wouldn't realize that. ]
I just- I- keep me away from them. If you have to. Can that be all? Please?
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I told you my solution. You have to choose.
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But Andy is right. Why should she keep putting this away? It’s an avoidance of responsibility. And she’s always claimed to be the responsible one.
Still, it takes the breath out of her, and when she finally responds her voice comes softly. ]
Yeah. Yeah, okay, I- I’ll get back to you. I’ll figure it out.
[ She already sounds like her mind is somewhere else. ]
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Okay. Fine.
[ These words are inadequate. Maybe she should try harder. Remind Cass that she matters — to Martin and Rex, but to Andy too, in a different way. But at length, instead: ]
Call me or something.
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[ And she clicks off the feed.
She's not going to cry or anything. It's fine. ]