Ravensblood Forest passionflower ibex

"fine!" he shot back, hackles abristle with indignation. a man better than him, who knew what women had instead of what was between his own legs, and more than likely, how to use it. Cas was hurt anew by Behati's insinuation that there was such a man around, one to put her traveling companion to shame, and planted his butt on the ground with the Classic Teenager Sneer sprawled across his handsome features. "go find one, then. i'll be right here." he glared at her and then glanced toward the roiling sea, annoyed and hurting, wanting to make amends but too proud.