[It's always the smile that unnerves Cassandra the most. After a lifetime of watching people smile and enjoying their merry lives... Santa Rosita was a far cry from Corona. Smiles stretched far enough to reach their ears, yet the merriment wasn't there, it was hollow, just like the rest of this place.]

I can, uh, see that. The dress is new.

[Maybe, or maybe Diana's worn it before. But she needs Diana to keep talking, so Cassandra can have time to think.]

Me? Oh. You know... [She steps cautiously back, searching for a place to set this gelatin monstrosity down. Her gaze never totally stops focusing on her newly robotic neighbor.] Doing well. Taking care of Falco. Visiting Rapunzel.