Cassandra had been holding her breath in again as she waited awkwardly for Kristoff to come down or whatever other option there was to be enforced. It whooshed out of her like air out of a balloon as she heard his voice- which had her heart already fluttering. She smiled brightly at him, one of her big smiles that often seemed to light up rooms.
"Good Afternoon.." She paused what was she meant to call him?! "Mister Vernard?" She offered but felt very foolish in doing so- he'd never been anything other than Kristoff or a nickname of her choosing but in this environment would she have to be polite and formal? She unnecessarily smoothed her dress, "I'm sorry for turning up unannounced, are you busy?"