Cassy's current state wasn't good. Even as praise, she couldn't be said to look presentable. Her face was covered with bruises and dried blood, her clothes stained from repeatedly rolling over the dusty ground.
Lorelai watched as Cassy patted the ground gently, trying to locate her meal. After watching her futilely feel around, she let out a deep sigh before kneeling beside Cassy, lifting the plate in her hands, and speaking a few words.
"Why destroy your eyes if you knew you'd struggle this much without your vision?" Her words carried a hint of ridicule, but behind it, a worried overtone. "Face over here. I'll help you eat."
"..."
Cassy bit her lips, her heart wavering greatly. This minor show of kindness, which she couldn't even figure out if it was done out of pity or necessity, kept piling up like specks of dust, slowly forming a great mountain in Cassy's heart.
