Finally bathed, and his body listening to him, Cass almost cried when he pulled on the villainous black and silver clothing that Sam had arranged for him. He'd been wearing Fiona's clothes for what felt like forever, so to finally be able to wear something that was his?
Cass was very emotional.
He kept it together, barely, and waved Lucy and Eddie off so that he could dress himself. It was a big moment for him, and when he came out of the dressing room and needed some help with minor details, the men almost fought each other to help.
Cass, for his part, was staring at his fingers. His normal nails. His lack of a tail, no horns, he didn't have to worry about seducing someone with his eyes.
God, he wanted to go for a walk.
"Should we go for a walk?" Cass asked, as Eddie finished up the ties on the back of his shirt. Lucy tilted his head to the side, curious, as Cass grinned.
