Cassandra stared at Xander for a moment, an expression of confusion clearly stamped across her features. What was he talking about? "What does it matter if I'm good looking or not. I don't like..." her lips pressed together tightly for a moment. "I'm just not comfortable with attention, having people stare at you isn't always a comfortable feeling, regardless of the intent behind it." She'd just had that for to many years and she loathed it. "I'm sorry I guess I didn't make that clear." Cassandra held up her free hand that was bare of all covering. "Skin to skin contact makes my chances of having an... embarrassing vision all the more likely. So really, I'm perfectly content covered head to toe. Makes things easier." She really hadn't thought of much of it along the lines of ugliness or some form of unattractiveness. It was far more practical in Cassandra's mind. Sexual attraction just rarely crossed her trains of thought.
Cassandra had taken her hand when they started to walk, shifting the plane of her dream from the woods around the school to an old familiar landscape. That made her frown almost as much as the crows had. "I don't think you need to kick any of the crows even if it is only a dream. They weren't really doing any harm and..." She craned her head around to look behind them. "They don't seem to be following. I guess wishing them away seems to help a little." Was that a positive step towards dream control... hopefully!
Cassandra turned her head quickly back, to look around the changing forest. "I think we're in..." her head canted to the side in thought. "South Carolina. That's where I grew up. I didn't really pick it, I just kind of tried to go for somewhere different. I haven't been any of those places, I'm not sure what they'd look like. I think the beach here at Halcyon was the first real beach I ever went to." Cassandra explained as she sniffed at the familiar scent of the trees and breeze. "Can you change the location?"