The Sentinels the roof was pretty windy and she didn't say a word

Had Aria not scented him before she saw him, she would have mistaken him for Casmir and ran to him right away-- but she does. Her ears perk and she turns her head to look at him, blinking in vague confusion as she spots his wounds. Had he been injured recently? she can't remember for the life of her, but-- for some reason-- doesn't scold herself for not knowing, not this time. She feigns a weak smile, her lips thin and pressed tightly together.

"Constantine," she says, her tail flicking once or twice behind her. She doesn't bother with any kind of gesture to demand dominance or respect, she instead turns completely around to face him and bows her head to him. She loves Lasher just as much, but to a stranger, she figures it is only right to show her sympathy for the loss of his father.