Cassandra sighed softly. She knew she should eat, but she while she felt hungry, she also felt like if she ate anything, she would be sick. It hadn't been a pleasant experience, coming face to face with their, for lack of a better word, father. 

And she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was looking for them. It made her feel uneasy, antsy, and she couldn't understand why. She shifted slightly, making sure her sword was in easy reach. 

Just in case.