[ Cassandra reaches out as Martin sits up, holding out a hand to support him as he goes. ]

I guess that's what you'd say. To me it just looked wrong.

[ Among other things. It's hard not to remember the awful cries he'd made when he was hurt, looking at him now. For once she knows to hold back on that. ]

Okay, I get that's not something that should happen, but- it does happen, you're saying? Sometimes?