She looked up, a puzzled, but slightly absent expression fogging her eyes. Now where had he come from? Could people just appear out of nowhere? It didn't make a lot of sense, and yet, Cassandra couldn't really argue otherwise. People did have a tendency to come and go, didn't they? At least, in her life.

How absurd.

"Not a girl," she said. That was important. She couldn't really remember why that was so important, but it was. "Not a girl," she said again, hoping that maybe saying it out loud would remind her of why it was so important. No such luck. But she was sort of getting used to that. And it felt nice to be free of frustration.

"Do you want to come with me?" she asked, nodding her head in the direction of the fog. "I don't think it'll take terribly long."