Pressing her palms against the counter, she crossed her legs at her ankles and locked her legs as she lifted up onto her hands. Swinging her legs back down, Cass leaned against the counter and looked at him curiously as he glanced away. His body radiated annoyed, she wondered why.

"I wear clothes," Cass replied simply with a shrug. Just not all the time. And she didn't understand why it was an issue. Padding around the counter, Cass watched him curiously as he glanced away before she moved close beside him, moving into his field of vision. "Why? I'm wearing this."