Cassidy looks down at the floor. He'd been doing better. He /thought/ was doing better. He'd fought so hard to keep control, to just live his life like anyone else.
And tonight, there had nearly been another accident, another Fargo.
Another Jake.
How could he stay here with the amount of danger he put people in every day? Of course, he could probably leave, but where would he go? No matter where he went, the risks were the same, unless he could find a place with no people to hurt.
"I understand why you had to trick me into coming here. You saved a lot of people, Your Highness." Cassidy says quietly.
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