Cassie almost rolled her eyes at what she thought of as overdone courtesy on Yulio's part - she hadn't considered herself a lady for a very long time - but she knew there was no point in protesting the Ringmaster's action; he came from an age where such deference was expected, and even if she wasn't sure it should be applied to herself she had to privately admit she liked to see some gentility in an increasingly coarse age.

She listened to his instructions in silence. A slight frown clouded her brow at his mention of London - that had been a bad night, one that still occasionally haunted her nightmares. "I'll stop them," she promised quietly, grimly. 

Cassie glanced around at the other performers, waiting to see if any of them had any questions before dashing back to fetch one of her horses.