'If I die in the Gate Raid that'll decide the fate of this world, then you'll all die as well,' Cassius thought while awkwardly scratching his nose. 'But I understand where they're coming from. Although I may have become increasingly numb to the idea of me dying, the fear of death will never truly vanish. And for them—young women who've yet to experience death—I imagine the loss of a loved one to be a very scary thing to think about…'
The scene of those gravestones on that impossibly large mountain momentarily flashed through Cassius's mind. He had to shake his head to distract himself from that daunting scene.
Returning to the sensual sight of barely dressed women before him, his slight smile returned.
"I apologize for making that joke," he said, gesturing to the Mansion's interior. "Now, what say we head on inside and talk over a meal? I brought Italian food straight from Italy."
