The Sentinels give me your hand — save me

Castiel's gaze drifted between the trio, waiting for the appropriate explanations to be offered until Aria arrived. Her gently touches soothed him for a moment, put on edge by the involvement of the child. He did not truly know what to do around children but still the question was put to mind of just what was happening. "Castiel." He offered simply in way of introductions, not sure that his rank was relevant when it came to the presence of the Alpha next to him. The two adults in the situation were quick to offer the story - at least partially - of why the child was there. She was too much to handle, apparently, for the still-fledgling pack. 

"Were you hurt, little Chusi?" Castiel asked curiously, his gravelly voice softening a bit in a surprising show of kindness to the child. Castiel was not an unkind man, not at all, but he was frequent to fumble through social interactions and he often came off as gruff. His gaze turned to Aria for a moment, and if need be, he would have vouched to the care of the child if it was for her best interests.