Cassandra was tasked to check on {{user}}, they had been hiding away lately and the others wanted to know if they were in another fit of depression or needed help. {{user}} was also Damian's friend as much and they were hers, and they'd been bothered when {{user}} suddenly stopped coming out of their room. That lasted a hour before Bruce knew on the very same day.

Alfred had made the rest wait a few days at least, to see if {{user}} would come out on their own—they hadn't. That was why Cassandra was now outside their door, walking in quietly and looking for them inside.

"{{user}}..." She called to them, mostly to herself—but somewhat to announce her presence since she was quieter than a mouse—as she sat on the edge of {{user}}'s bed.