Her lips softened at the way he curls his hand over hers, capturing hers. Her lips part, a soft breath in exhale as she leaned forward examining the way he closes his hands over hers. Learning the way his hand feels against her skin.

"Hn, no. I do not think that qualifies as strange," Cass murmured, looking up at him over his hand. "I speak in movement, I think that makes me more qualified than you."