[ Cassandra isn't back immediately- between saying goodbyes, using the Porter and flying, it's about a half hour. When she comes in she seems a little more tired than usual, if only from talking to so many people, but not too frazzled; she knows what she's up to.
...And she comes in via coming down the stairs, as she entered through her bedroom window. Made things quicker. ]
action now!!
...And she comes in via coming down the stairs, as she entered through her bedroom window. Made things quicker. ]
Circe? [ She calls out, looking around. ] I've got one.
[ It's one of the plainer ones- white edges, black stripe through the middle, no particular fancy design. But she uses it often. Easily hers. ]