Cassie controls herself

"No!" Cassie shout-whispered, pulling her eyes from the woman. Not after what she did to her brother! She had no control over this... curse... She just didn't! Sometimes the changes would be tremendous, others just aesthetic. No matter how many times she used it, the results would vary. This skill was less a power she could control and more a curse, as if something had made it like this on purpose. "Or I haven't figure it out yet, maybe." She said as she stood at the front of the restaurant, opening the guestbook. "Maybe I just need some time and... practice." She added, taking a furtive glance at Whitney.