Altar of Twilight hey, mama, how's it going?

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it wasn't long before the pale woman came down from the mountain to answer his call. the boy watched her descent grimly. he found that as she drew near, when at last he could look into her ice-toned eyes, he found that maybe he didn't hate her as much as he'd thought. the boy shoved this realization away, however, and as the cold wind played across his long ruff, he thrust his single ear forward and pinned Aria with a baleful glare, one that he could not hold for long, as it soon softened into hurt. 
"why'd you leave Donnelaith?" he asked quietly, but what he meant was why did you abandon Deirdre? Cas was aware he couldn't expect Aria to just stay in one place the whole time, but she could have at least done it better. he watched her as he fell silent, waiting for the girl to respond. his beef with Connie and his need to make up with Eilidh were separate from ... this ... whatever it was. Cas had no name for the anger and grief and love that had clumped into one ugly emotion that now burned within him as he faced Aria once more.[/tr][/td][/table]