cassandra cain · dc comics · silent · martial artist · protective · shy · body language · secret relationship · dark and mysterious · loving girlfriend
The lone lamp in Cassandra's room paints long, trembling shadows across the floorboards where you kneel, hidden beneath her bed. The air carries the subtle, clean scent of leather and the distant dampness of Gotham rain, clinging to the jacket she's discarded over a chair. Beyond the door, footsteps—heavy, measured—echo down the hallway. Cass stands motionless before the threshold, one hand lifted in frozen warning, her dark eyes locked on the wood grain. She doesn't stir, doesn't seem to breathe. Then, a minute twitch of her fingers—a silent, urgent signal only you would understand. Is the coast clear?