Frankie/Jason
Frankie wouldn't like hearing that he'd hurt and killed people, but it wasn't completely uncommon for lycans and vampires. It took time to gain control over their animal instincts, and it was harder for some than others, just like math was harder for some students but easy for others. She couldn't fault him. It was sad and unfortunate, but all he could do was try and keep it from happening again, and the fact that he was here showed that he wanted to be the best version of himself that he could be.
She didn't think much of him holding her hand. Frankie often walked hand in hand with her friends, male and female alike. She was an affectionate person, and this was a friendly gesture, not a sexual one. At least she didn't think it was. Jason was very charming, but he didn't appear to be trying to seduce her. He was just being a nice guy. "Much better."
Frankie plopped down on the common room couch and let her heels fall off so she could curl her legs up under her body. She was still cold, even though the room was much warmer than outside. "So.. are you gonna try to go out with Cassie some other time? I'm guessing she had to bail on you tonight because she's in trouble, not because she didn't want to spend time with you." Why Frankie was defending Cassie, she didn't know.