Cass had probably never liked Montague more, and if he had been the type to show emotions (or a girl) he would have hugged him. Well the fact that he could barely move was of course yet another thing that kept him from doing that. Instead he smiled.
'You don't know what that means to me,' he said honestly. 'Thanks.'
Then he inwardly sighed, knowing it wasn't this easy. 'You must wonder why I'm telling you now though,' he continued. 'It isn't because I suddenly had an epiphany while in the coma,' he joked.
So what if he wasn't getting to the point yet? He could at least enjoy this while it lasted.