The thought of going inside hadn't even crossed Cassandra's mind. But if this girl was going to explore, well...Cassandra's curiosity wouldn't be denied, certainly. She hitched up the hem of her dress, tucking it into the waist of her chiton. She looked like a Spartan girl now, showing off her legs like that. But honestly, Apollo wasn't around, so it didn't really matter all that much.

She walked over to Jones, assuming the air of someone who did this sort of thing often, if only to bolster her own confidence.

"My name is Cassandra," she said politely. "If we're going to be killed together, I figure you should at least know my name."