"Hey!" For a moment, Cassie is torn between laughing a little at facepalming, her eyes stapping back up from the water. She's not sure what they meant, but, well. It's what Miles thinks appropriate, she guesses.

But she does give the younger boy a look, as she tries to catch Frank. Half-hearted warning to keep on with the order, because it's only fair. One for Miles, one for her.

"In case this isn't enough," the making sure Frank doesn't plunge in the pool or anything, "um. I have a story, I think it's sort of a balm. A friend's mom was really upset, because she thought she'd lost both her sons, forever. She went a little mad, I guess. But they found her, even though people were still very angry with her, and she realized what had happened. And she began to get better."

If what happened to the Scarlet Witch doesn't count as a balm, Cassie doesn't know what would. And it is her story, too, no matter what.