<br/>"I'm sorry," Cassandra murmured. "I didn't mean for it to sound bad. I was just concerned...Want to talk about it?" the girl offered.<br/>She didn't know what the problem was- and if it was family she doubted she could help. Other girls talked a lot about missing family, but she wouldn't know about any of that- she was an orphan. That was where the fire had been where they'd found her...The memory of the hungry flames made her swallow hard.<br/><br/><em>Don't think about it. Don't think about it.</em>she ordered herself, sucking in a breath. She wanted to close her eyes, but she was afraid if she did she'd see fire dancing behind them. She kept her eyes on Georgia.<br/>"If you want, I mean." she added quickly, sounding tense. "If it's your roommate, I know all about that. And school's hard."<br/>Cassandra sure did know about that- she felt like an idiot most of the time, like when she couldn't understand computers when it seemed to come to everyone around her as easy as breathing.