Cassandra had spent most of the night awake, mainly due to the fact that Vlad had visited, as she assumed he had for most of the others as well. His visit wasn't so bad, at least for her, yet she could just imagine what he was doing to the others, and that pained her more then anything he could do to her. 

She sat, with the glow of the moon bathed on her, eyes closed, legs crossed, and hands placed lightly on her knees, and focused her power. She was able to close many of the wounds, leaving behind faint scars, and enabled her to move without pain. It took a long time and she took strength from the lunar energy to fuel her, eventually falling asleep for an hour or two. 

When the guards came for her, she made an effort to talk wth them. To remind them she, and the others, were human still, no matter their powers and abilities. She walked up straight, and confident, as if the punishment hadn't effected her. She looked about the room, then she went to the other sde of Flippy, sitting down. She gently, carefully, shook his shoulder. "Hey. Are you okay?" It was a knee jerk question, and she winced. Of course he wasn't.