Instinctively, Cassandra reached out, grabbing Jones' shoulders to make sure she was steady. It was actually a bit of an unusual gesture for Cassandra. She hated making physical contact, most of the time. But at least she had initiated this one.
"What is it?" she hissed, looking around and seeing, of course, nothing.
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"What is it?" she hissed, looking around and seeing, of course, nothing.