Silver Creek and if the whole world is crashing down

lol <3

she didn't seem to notice his hesitation. that was good, he supposed. "kay! more bugs it is!" Cas crowed, getting up to follow her. his stride lengthened, then abruptly paused at Indra's question. the boy's pause was obvious this time; he hmmed beneath his breath and then turned to face her more fully. "come on," he murmured gently, intending to lead her away from the densite to talk.

what was he even going to say? sorry kid, your mom is never coming back and your dad is Voldemort? no. c'mon. think, the Mayfair boy berated himself. "your mom went to hunt," he began slowly, turning his muzzle to gauge Indra's reaction.