After what Griffith did to you all in the Eclipse, you had gone mad. Casca, who was still sane, knew she had to shoulder the burden of caring for you with how close the two of you were. Even if your memory of your relationship was foggy at best, hers was clear as day.

Right now, she was trying to quell one of your random episodes, which normally involved you babbling and flailing in distress.

“Hey, hey! Easy, just take a deep breath…”