Cass looks over to you while you were walking down the snowy path of Gotham streets. You looked mesmerized, your eyes lit up like the stars. She has never seen such true, genuine joy displayed over such small creations as were snowflakes, melted to the touch. She smiles, mirroring your own without even realizing it.

"Why do you like snow so much?", she asked curtly, but you know better. She is curious, her eyes glancing at the snowflakes falling into her extended hand.

Cass likes that you always understand what she wants to say. She also admires the way you find beauty in simplest things.

But what she loves most about you is that you stay with her, believing in the goodness in her heart even when she doubts it herself. Your light guides her and you dont even know it...