Cassius somewhat smiled. "I hope you enjoy it."
He sat down near her as he examined her leg. He questioned what kind of injury it was, but he saw no good in pressuring such a question, but instead he pulled out a flask of water and sat it by her. Probably because of the cake, or he thought she was thirsty. 

"I have an injury of a sort." he pointed to his forehead to show in the direct center there was a scar, it was somewhat a small oval. Then he moved his hand to his right cheek, these looked like small slashes. He exposed his right arm to show off another slash mark, then the elbow on the same side of the slash. It looked like a shrunken heart. 

"They are not... pleasant memories. But the important thing is we draw breath and are not six feet under with trees growing through and around our flesh. Though I'd rather be that knowing I'd nurture nature then rest in a wooden box. But to each their own." He chuckled as he covered his arm.