When Cassandra came out her black out James could see that she was even more pale than usual.  She was almost ghostly white.  It was a little disturbing to see even though he was no stranger to her symptoms.  He pusrsed his lips and one of the guards passed along the instructions to the driver to take them home.  James took her hand in his and looked into her glasses which hid her eyes behind them.  "Yes, the benefit should be alot of fun," he replied absently.  Cassandra really did do good work in the community to help people and she seemed to be able to bring out the best in her fellow businessmen and women and get them to donate generously.<br/><br/>James looked away but rested his other hand on her knee, as the driver navigated the streets that would take them back to her place here in the city.  "Are you okay, love?' he asked biting the inside of his cheek.  He knew she was sensitive to her condition and didn't like to talk about it, the ghost white complextion he had seen scared him.  "If you're not feeling up to it we could make your appearance at the benefit a short one."  Before the words we're out of his mouth however he was sure he knew what her answer would be.  "Never mind forget I said anything."