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

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was she...flirting with him? Cas spared exactly .5 seconds pondering this before he decided he did not give one shit. "that's good. i favor peons who do well," the boy sniffed haughtily, pretending to gaze down his nose at Aria. he couldn't hold it for long before chortling aloud with a cocky wink. [/tr][/td][/table]