[Setting someone on fire was the last thing Cass wanted to do, even if the idea presented itself as a rather appealing threat in this troubling time. But she'd never do that. That's wrong.

The irony of what this girl is telling her isn't lost on Cassandra, but she appreciates it... deep down. This girl and her sympathy, and that look on her face. Her own, hard-edged expression softens, just a bit.]

Guess that's one thing we have in common. There's no telling what to expect out of this.

[Except there is. She knows the truth already, she's read the pamphlets.]

...We- I'm going to change, aren't I? Into a monster.