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

somehow, and all at once, Casmir's entire demeanor changed. he didn't seem kind or friendly like he did when their relationship first began, but he seemed like he genuinely cared about her again-- and it almost felt fake. she let him brush against her shoulder, though it was really shock that caused her to be still, and when he stepped back she searched his gaze for something. he didn't want to argue? did he ever? she certainly didn't, it just always happened, it was just who they were. when he finished speaking she shook her head, her jaw parted in semi-disbelief semi-confusion-- and maybe unjustified emotions considering the scene at hand was not hard to figure out.

"i... thank you, Casmir," she finally said, letting her furrowed brow unknit and her lips loosen into a small smile, "i appreciate it." the response lead to silence, for a moment, unsure what to say now-- that was uncharacteristically mature of him, something they had never had when they were together. her head dips slightly as she clears her throat, searching for something to talk to him about-- something other than whatever he had come here for. "and.. and what about you? you had a mate last time we met-- and your cousin? how have you been?" she finally asked.