Cassie found his hands and gripped them tightly in her own small ones. Right now, she needed contact, something to keep her grounded and safe. Adam had always been that contact, that rock, and she had thought it was over after everything with the curse, but now, it was different. He was still there and he still felt for her.
"I think it might be dark magic, Adam", she answered quietly, looking into his eyes. "A lot of what your describing reminds me of my own dark magic and the way it responds to certain situations." It wasn't a bad thing necessarily, but the more you used it, the more control it had over you. "If it is, you shouldn't use it a lot. The more you use it, the more it overtakes you."