Re: Dinah and Open
True to her nature, Cassandra was standing next to Dinah in such a way that it was hard to tell if she'd just sidled up or if she'd been standing there for hours. She was sipping punch as well.
She watched Dinah. She studied Dinah's body language, and the hardness of her muscles and knuckles. Dinah was every inch a capable fighter, which would've been obvious even if Cass didn't already know so much about her. There was a question in the wrinkle between Cassandra's eyes.