[Cassandra's emotions are on overdrive now, and she likes to think it's all Eugene's fault; fear, confusion, distress, anger. It's all there in her words, and her appearance. Her hands grip the pelt she wore tightly, almost like it would tear, if that were magically possible. And once her rant is over, she stands ready to face whatever benign comeback Fitzherbert could throw at her.

But really.... she should have expected this instead.]

...She's not with you? [That's an honest question, softer than all the words before it. Her body almost seemed to stiffen at the name... before sagging.] If she's not with you, then it's possible she didn't get pulled into this, and she's still back in Corona.

That's... for the best, honestly.