We don't have [ rabbits in London is what Lockwood was going to say but his teeth shut with a click as he recognizes that's not the point. Be safe-seeming ... where the hell was Lucy when he needed her. ] Yes. Right. Okay.

[ He'd managed it with 'Jack' hadn't he? Jack had been just as timid, perhaps even more so and had also been a spirit. Jack had also always felt more corporal, less threatening otherworldly than Cassandra did at the moment.

Taking a deep breath, Lockwood glanced towards Lan Wangji one last time and then began to pick his way through the death glows towards Cassandra. He moved slow, and deliberate holding his hands slightly forward and out away from his body -namely his rapier- as he tried to project safe and open body language. ]

Hello, Cassandra. [ One thing that always worked in his favor was the deep, soothing timber of his cultured tones, and Lockwood never hesitate to lean on what he knew were his God given gifts. ] I ... we hear you. [ Wasn't that what Lucy always encouraged? Acknowledging the source of the spirit's disquiet and helping them feel understood? ] Come with me and I promise, it's going to be alright.

[ He had no idea what 'alright' would even look like, but Lockwood sold the idea as best he could with his words, his voice, his expression and his body language. Watchful of Cassandra and the other spirits around her, he sought to move slightly beside and behind her, as if to herd her towards Lan Wangji and Tykhe. Rabbits huh? You herded them from behind, right? ]