Henn reached over to scratch both hands through Cassidy's hair, mostly just because she could, "Personally I think it's all the sarcasm. You wouldn't know it, but sarcasm is delicious. I mean, really, it is." A one-shouldered shrug, hands slipping to Cass' shoulders, just draping there, "I'd know, the energy thing. Which Henry, who's the little not-really-me is actually better at than I am, which I think is because he's always known about it, whereas I only realized it when I was about ten? I think. And I only really got a handle on it recently."