Cass knew that Percy was right. He knew it, but that didn't make it any easier to accept that he had acted like a complete fool. He'd made so many mistakes he shouldn't have done because he'd acted on emotion and an instinct to scheme to protect his mother instead of logic and reason (well at least he knew why he was never in Ravenclaw, he thought bitterly).
As Percy moved on, he didn't protest, he didn't even voice a defence to not be removed from service. In the state he was in at the moment he wasn't in any condition anyway, but even so, he couldn't say a word. He hadn't acted like an Auror and now his mother was dead (he was sure of that), Percy was no longer his and he wasn't sure he had his job still.
'I'll do whatever you want me to, Percy, and I am prepared to face whatever consequences there might be. I know I messed up. I know I didn't think, if I had I would have talked to you.' He looked at him.
'I know it's no excuse, but I never had anyone to confide in before. I'm just so used to handling anything that has to do with my mother on my own the thought of sharing the burden didn't occur to me.'