"Or something," Cassandra replied with a small smile that indicated that they were going to do something at least. Sliding her fingertips along his jawline, Cass let her hands fall away as she contemplated what they would do. What she had in mind was less about inner peace and calm and more about channelling that rage into something else possibly until he puked. Then she would teach him peace and calm. "Hn, I'm comfortable."

Cass scowled before she stretched, arching her back and wriggling in her seat. The jumper slid up her legs before she finally made an effort to move towards the kitchen. Mostly by using his lap to sit and balance on before placing her feet on the floor. "You'll stay?"