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[h1][center][color=orange]Cassius David Munroe[/color][/center][/h1]


[h2][center][color=orange]Edna's Diner: Trenton, New Jersey - 3:50 PM[/color][/center][/h2]

Cassius did notice her placing the gun in her purse. He guessed she took it from the police, but he wasn't concerned for his safety. He didn't know what happened back there or in her past, but it was clear to him that she wasn't lying. He knew blackouts were a thing and dissociative identities as well, but he was no doctor. Just some guy who had way too many books to read when he was a kid thanks to his mother. From what he remembered both of those phenomena typically stemmed from some form of trauma. If that was the case for this woman as well then she was likely a victim and anything she did do was triggered by fear and self preservation. If that were the case then he'd show her that she was as safe as possible with him.

Vera pulled Cassius from the thoughts roaming through his mind when she reached her hand out to shake his. He extended his as well with a smile. [color=orange]"I'm Cassius."[/color] His French accent pouring out as he introduced himself. [color=orange]"It's a pleasure to meet you, Vera. I wish it were under better circumstances. I'm not too concerned about your past. I sort of have this hobby of helping people in need so I've come to be a good read of people."[/color] He tried to be as warm with her as possible to assure her that she didn't have to worry about him turning her into the police or abandoning her out of fear. [color=orange]"But to lighten the mood I saw that jerk of a trucker fall into the Jukebox after you left the diner."[/color] He finished with a laugh.