I look at Cassie, well, she is right, that is probably better than cold floor. A pity though?
I whisper, almost to myself, and regret it, Cassie doesn't seem to be okay with her past, I would rather not have an emotional crisis, if she decides to talk she would do on her time.
-Yeah, let's keep searching, I doubt that those straw beds are leading the operation. Lead the way.