Probably needs one. [she doesn't know how laura is doing, really. but she knows that by default laura's usually about as messed up as she is. more so in a lot of ways, even.]

I... yeah. [she nods.] Can't help feeling like... [she looks up, lips pressed into a line, like she's trying to figure out how to phrase this. part of it is definitely cass's usual problem--absolute master of guilt. if she fails to act or doesn't save the day, she sees herself almost as being complicit, though it's worse than that this time. her diction is still sort of slow, stumbling, as clipped as ever. but there's not a terse way to express this, at least not one she can figure out right now.] So many people. So much damage. And Shiva... could have done so much. Stopped it all. But she thought it was good. She... saw a chance for change. Rebirth. Building something new. Like--

[she's... compartmentalizing shiva from herself because those thought processes were so alien to her own, like something that had been overlaid on top of who she was. but it's a line of logic, a twisted form of morality she's familiar with, though she's had difficulty placing the source. mostly because she's tried not to dwell on how her goddess self had thought. finally, though, it clicks.]

She thought like Nyssa.