[Either English wasn't Cassandra's first language, or she had learned the spoken form fairly later in life. Hard to determine, but plenty to suggest either. But her point was clear enough.]

That... doesn't surprise me. Dad wasn't always at the point where he would have either.

[She gives Cassandra a reassuring look.]

I'm not here to take that from you. I wouldn't even want to try. If some version of my father trusted you to follow in his footsteps, that's good enough for me.