"I look forward to it," Cassie grinned, her eyes sparkled happily at the thought of starting upon a new task. And, as an added bonus, this would give her the opportunity to get to know Eva on a more personal level, or at least she hoped that it would. There hadn't been a lot of time during the war for anything that didn't involve finding a way to better aid the resistance. "Maybe later today when we're both at the house? I'd like to get started soon, if that's possible."

"Remind me not to upset you then," Cassie teased gently. "I don't want to end up on the wrong side of any of your punches."

Cassie paused to consider the question. "I suppose that I'm adjusting well. It's not easy, but I'll adapt." True in part, but not completely. She was starting to get used to life on Stacy, but there was still so much that she hadn't been able to come to terms with yet. She felt a wave of guilt for withholding her complete thoughts from Eva and her smile faded for a moment, but Cassie just couldn't bring herself to burden Eva with her own problems. She'd deal with them without troubling the older woman.

She forced the smile back quickly. "How long did it take you to adapt when you first arrived?"