He shivers beneath her fingertips, just enough so she notices it. Turning her head curiously, she traced her fingers up the side of his neck before drawing them down his chest until her fingertips were placed over where his heart lay.

"Yes, I suppose I am. It is hard work, you have to work at it." Cass murmured, looking at him curiously. "You're not an animal. You are controlling yourself now, aren't you?"