Clare smiled gently, leading him to her apartment. "I'll try not to let you down," she said, holding his hand tightly.
Cassy grinned. "Good," she said. "Because I might be getting one if this thing doesn't go away." The crat gingerly prodded her abdomen near the hernia. "...Anyway, let's go get something to drink, shall we?" she said, offering him her hand.