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

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Casmir's eyes didn't leave Aria's as she spoke, though his gaze narrowed somewhat at the mention of what she claimed his dad had said to her. a suspicion flickered through his mind, but the boy dispelled it as soon as it had come. shifting his stance, the Mayfair regarded the woman with a renewed sense of pity beginning to bloom in him. maybe she'd lost everything too. 
if she'd let him, Cas reached out to brush her shoulder with his muzzle. "listen. i didn't come to argue. it's time for me to get ... to get over everything. high time. i came to hear what you had to say." he offered her a tight smile, stepping back. "i..uh, i really do hope you can be happy someday. and that you find a home you love, Aria."
Cas found he meant every word; his ear folded back against his skull and apprehension crept momentarily into his expression as he waited for the girl's response.[/tr][/td][/table]