[That look of fear isn't gone now, but there's shit piled on top of it. A determination and something cooler, too, something pragmatically impractical and unquenchably idiotic. Maybe still a little insane. He looks around for Slevin like he's searching for a lifeline, which isn't so far from the truth at all - Slevin will either save him, or Slevin will kill him.]
[When the shot comes, Cassel only jumps a little, then laughs out loud, bright and pleased.]
Don't waste ammo, dude! If you're gonna kill me, kill me!
Spam hell mothafuckin yes
[When the shot comes, Cassel only jumps a little, then laughs out loud, bright and pleased.]
Don't waste ammo, dude! If you're gonna kill me, kill me!