Cass would have laughed, had the situation been remotely funny, but he wasn't and he didn't. He did quirk half a smile though. 'Now you sound like Percy, when he isn't trying to make me out to be a Puff,' he said. Still his reaction had been hasty, he could see that now.
When asked about the lies though, it was easier, oddly enough. That he could explain, that had been explained to him so many times as a kid that he knew the reasons by heart. 'Because my father's family are pureblood elitist who would without a doubt have killed both me and my mother already when I was a kid if they'd found out,' he said calmly.
'I know it sounds drastic, but my grandfather willed every last knut of what he owned to the Lestranges just to keep it out of my pockets, as well as warded the manor - which he according to Vaisey customs couldn't will away to anyone, not even my uncle - for me. I haven't been able to even access the grounds since he died. Now keep in mind that he did that for the only reason that I became an Auror and refused to join the Death Eaters. Now, can you imagine what lengths he'd have gone to if he'd known that I was a halfblood?'
'I don't think it was our schedules per say as much as being thorough. Lestrange wanted everything, as much as I knew. And of course he expected me to know more because of Percy.'
'I did keep records, copies of what I gave him,' he admitted. 'They too are at my flat so you'll be able to look at it all. You'll notice that I kept it as detailed as possible. He knew which desk which Auror sat by, who made the tea, the elves names, the number of new portkeys that arrived...he doesn't know so much about what was really important though, I made sure to keep that out, to keep myself out of the loop as much as possible.' He didn't go into how he'd done that, not yet, it still brought up memories of the look in Percy's eyes when he'd found them, the pain of being alone, of knowing he'd wrecked everything.
He looked at Cormac. 'I couldn't just give him a reason to kill my mum, but I couldn't give him what he wanted either. I tried to find my own middle ground, though of course it was a bad one.'