Her smile faltered as she looked into his eyes, took in the small changes in his expression. They both knew what could happen if it went on for too long but maybe there was some modern magic that could help her. She just had to go looking - if she could find the time. There would be so much to do.
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Albus," she insisted quickly, "I was actually planning on calling for you should they become necessary. You're the only one I trust with it." The state they would put Cassandra in was... Dangerous, to say the least. Vulnerable. Some men of... Darker persuasions would take advantage of a Seer in that state.
Cassandra allowed her tea to steep a little longer, trailing her finger around the rim of the cup. "Not really. Savannah and Harry. She's very opinionated and he's..." her head tilted to one side as she stared into the tea, "Complex. So much destiny heaped on one boy. It isn't right." She blinked, drawing herself out of the depths of the amber liquid, and shook her head slightly to clear away the cobwebs. "Compared to them, we are." She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper, "I've been told I can wear trousers now and no one will care."