**"You, you and you – Keep quiet or leave!"** The Question shouted at her, Armory and a Ditto copy. Each "you" was punctuated with a nasty and direct point of the finger at each of them. This fellow was relatively new to Sarin and bothered her deeply. It was the way he carried himself; you can tell a lot about a person by the way they carry themselves in an unfamiliar situation and when Charles had first appeared with the others, he already moved as though he belonged and seemed to ignore the personal space that people hold so dear – in particular, Sarin.

**"Næ, am bazzajyn,"** _No, I'm staying here._ The Question, priding himself on his comprehension of language, would likely understand her. Cassandra, as she'd asked to be referred to as, was clearly coming off of an overwhelming vision and wasn't likely to want this strange man berating her with questions like he'd done before. Sarin looked to the Ditto copy and to Armory gauging what they thought of what was happening and hoping to convey her concern for Cassandra. Before they could offer a response, The Question began to rattle off things from Cassandra's life, ranging from family life to her qualities as a crime fighter and as a person. What he was trying to dig up made sense to Sarin; everyone has crucibles – challenges in their lives that either refine or break them. The gaps in what Cassandra was willing to share was undoubtedly either from unpleasantries that burned her or, perhaps, she simply wasn't doing anything of note in the gaps. Regardless, the way that he described her character were spot on. Sarin had sensed her willpower and her passion as they fought next to one another. And her perseverance and courage was evident by her having to deal with these strong visions that caused her to cry out; despite them, she never was shaken for long and it never seemed to compromise her willingness to proceed with a plan.

**"I speak not for Cassandra, but I am sure she would like to recover before any questions you have, Charles, o?"** Sarin asked, gesturing towards the girl, who still looked away from all of them.