Cassandra raised her hand to her hair, delicately picking out a small twig before discarding it in the shadows out of sight. Raising an eyebrow at Steph's stifled laughter, Cass followed her girlfriend and let her lips tug into a vaguely bemused smile.

"No full moon," Cass replied, her footsteps quick and light as she moved onto the staircase railing and moved down that silently rather than use the steps. Cass didn't know very many stories but Dick had told her quite a few at home. "Can't be a werewolf."