Her lips parted, nose wrinkling as she turned her head to stare at him in disbelief. He thought she was good? Shaking her head she reached out with a flat hand, palm going to his chest in a gentle but annoyed nudge.

"You think I'm good?" Cass asked, shaking her head at him. The water sprayed her lightly before she scowled at him even more. "I'm not. You, you deserve friends. Everyone does. You're not a monster."

Cass scowled, taking a step closer to him. She didn't understand how he could be so stupid, how he could believe that about himself. Not when she saw him as something else entirely.

"You're not a monster, don't call yourself that. You have a soul," Cass replied. "You need more training that's all. More training and control. You're... angry."