Cass smiled. 'I know I probably don't have the same view on lies as you do. I don't like lying myself because it's impractical, not because it's morally wrong. A lie kept my parents alive, the truth killed them. I'm not one to judge, or be upset about it. Sometimes lies are necessary - sometimes we just think they are.'
He pondered the question, then shook his head. 'Other than the fact that I like you and find you interesting? No,I don't.' He wasn't overly fond of admitting that. 'I haven't really thought about the why.' He smiled. 'It goes with the entire...go with what feels right philosophy of my life. I do what I feel like, I don't stop to ask for reasons.'
He wasn't sure what Percy meant by that last part, but wasn't sure if he dared to ask either. What rest was there? Was there even a possibility of it? And if so in what form. Those were dangerous questions though, not ones he ever asked himself. And yet...
'It would help if I knew how much rest there was to think about.' The words were out of his mouth before he could halt himself, and he bit his lip for a moment, before he pushed on. 'As you said, I've been pretty clear with what I want, so the question that remains is what do you want? Only when I know for sure do I know what I have to consider. Other than friendship,' he added with a small smile.
'And you don't have to answer now if you're not sure. I think we've established that I'm not leaving any time soon.' Damn he wanted to kiss him right about now. He didn't though, this was not a chase any more, even if Cass wasn't sure what it was instead.