was I really seeking good or just seeking attention

Lyssa looked at her's, considering picking it up, but she honestly couldn't really move her wrists, since they were really sore from the nail cutting into them the night before.

Cassie looked at Lyssa, and than the Death Eaters and than Regan. She sighed somewhat and abandoning her bowl she picked up Lyssa's. "If you won't pick it up, I'll feed you like a one year old." She said seriously.

"I can't pick it up, Cassie," Lyssa said, nodding to her hands and wrists.

"Sorry," Cassie said in ference to the wrists. "But I'll do this regardless, it would be more pleasant than it getting magically forced down your throat." "Ten, nine," Regan said in the background.

Lyssa gave Cassie a half nod. "But, what about yours..."

"Multitask," Cassie said with a slight grin. "And hopefully not spill it all over me." She picked up her bowl. "Hears to not covering myself. Or you. In soup."

"Cass... Really....this isn't going to work...."

"I'll make it work." "Three..."

"Just...Cass..."

Cassie titled Lyssa's bowl. "Unless you want soup all over you, I suggest drinking it." She continued to tilt it and started to tilt hers, starting to drink it.

Lyssa made a face at the arrangement, but moved to try, even though she really didn't want it.

Cassie's eyes flickered between her bowl and Lyssa's, trying to keep either from spilling everywhere.

After just a matter of seconds, Lyssa sat back. "There."

Cassie put both bowls down. And looked at Regan, who still had an amused smug look on her face.

"What's gotten you all amused, bitch?"

"Langauge," Regan said. "Or I can repeat yesterday's spell, I'm sure being unable to breath was fun." She paused thoughtfully for a moment. "Or I could do both that and another spell that gets worse as time goes on."

Lyssa made a disagreeing noise.

Regan smirked at her. "On second thoughts, I'll just do it anyway." She flicked her wand, recasting the breathing spell and the headache one I made up. With the headache that keeps getting worse. "Enjoy yourselves," She said leaving the room.

"Great..." Lyssa muttered.

Cassie scowled after her. Rubbing her temples. "I can't stand headaches," She said. "Most other pain I can deal with, but headaches.."

"Yeah...I would prefer actual torture to this..."

"Speak for yourself," Cassie said. "You'd hurt everywhere than, and not just till the spell ends."

"But, actual torture would end faster. This....this builds."

"You know, I think this actually comes under 'actual torture'."

"Most headaches are natural, so not really..."