[h3][b][color=f6989d]Cassandra[/color][/b][/h3]
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Cassandra gave a small smile, kneeling to wash her hands, returning Aron's hug, hugging him carefully so as not to hurt his wounds. [color=f6989d]"that's what friends are for, guys. I'm worried about you two, and wish I had stepped in soonoer"[/color] she said softly, knowing that they would both be able to hear her. She had known their home life wasn't great, and she should have done something the day before the camping trip, when their adoptive mother had come into the diner. But she hadn't, and she couldn't change that. And now, even when they had the proof of their abuse, they couldn't go to the authrities about it, because their wounds would heal. It was a frustrating situation. 

She wanted to be able to help them, but she didn't know how. All she could do was try and make things a little easier. At their suggestion to go to Vanessa's, she knew it was to try and take their minds of what had happened, and to make it seem to themselves that nothing had happened. 

[color=f6989d]"Okay"[/color] She said, with a smile, wanting to just make sure they were going to be okay, [color=f6989d]"we can do that"[/color] There was of course the worry their parents might go to the diner, intent on finding the boys, but she would make sure they didn't get close to them.