Cassandra let herself enjoy the hug, returning it. Hugs were such warm things, with many different meanings. Often, it was like being enveloped in the warmth of friendship. Cassandra rarely spoke about her parents, but when she did, often it was in the company of her friends. Which made it easier. And if she was lucky, she'd get a hug. 

She smiled, "Thank you. Something someone told me once. Those we love are never gone, as long as you remember them." Still didn't  mean she wanted to put herself into a position to lose someone she loved again. Didn't mean she couldn't have fun. 

"A career? Wouldn't that take the fun out of music?" She said, "And being famous just sounds like it would be utterly boring" She mused