Cassandra noticed Henry's movement. Why did Henry dislike her so much? Did she say something wrong or have bad breath? Cassandra tried to get along with everyone, but maybe Henry was the only honest one in the bunch. Maybe they all hated her and only wanted her power. Just like everyone else she'd ever met. What was she doing wrong that upset Henry? Even though her emotional turmoil was tearing her up inside, the most Cassandra did was look at the table, and try to make herself smaller. She listened to Max's speech with half an ear.

When he finished his speech, Cassandra looked up at him and thought about it. She could take on Satan? They could stop the end of the world? Wow, that sounded really exciting and like it would maybe test her skills. She had to do it though, since she was part of the group for better or worse. Cassandra gathered her courage and spoke. "I'm in. No one deserves to die, no matter the reason." she was shaking a little, scared of being the center of attention. "Plus, I might have a few words to say to Satan."

With that, she sat down. She tried to calm down, and she didn't have her pen to doodle on the napkins, so what she did was touch the counter and make a little frost. It spiraled out and made crystalline swirls on the counter. Cassandra calmed down, taking a deep breath and relaxing. They weren't the same as the others. They weren't expecting so much of her, and she could do this. If they faced off against Satan, then she could practice her ice/water spells, if they didn't it wouldn't be a shame. She could do this.