[Cassandra nods, and for the first time in this conversation, she lets herself relax. She moves over to Peregrine's cot - close enough to, well, be closer, but not so close that she's touching the bed.]

Hey, I get it. Trust me. It's your business. But I also know that you've got a lot of friends around here, so if you want to talk... I'm not going to judge you. No pressure.