[It takes Cassel a while, himself, to pull himself out of his own old-self haze. He knows who he is, it's just a matter of putting who he's not behind him enough that he can function. And he's getting there. He is. Just . . . slowly.]
[So it takes him a while to recognize the fact that Marsh is following. It makes him smile a little, but it also makes him fret. Marsh follows people even when people should be taking care of him.]
[Cassel lets it go on for a little while, then turns to face Marsh abruptly when they hypercoincidentally pass in the hall near his cabin.]
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[So it takes him a while to recognize the fact that Marsh is following. It makes him smile a little, but it also makes him fret. Marsh follows people even when people should be taking care of him.]
[Cassel lets it go on for a little while, then turns to face Marsh abruptly when they hypercoincidentally pass in the hall near his cabin.]
You can just ask if I'm okay, you know.