The Sentinels give me your hand — save me

"It is good to see you, Szymon," Aria says, dipping her head in slight greeting. She remembered him briefly from their encounter-- but the pale queen never forgot a name. She watched the child curiously for a moment, her tail swaying a few times. 

"Chusi is welcome here, Donnelaith is a friend to Blackrock Depths, we will not turn her away." For a moment, the alphess hesitates to accept his offer to their caches. It is fall now, and winter soon, and they could use all the extra food. But Blackrock Depth is an ally, and if they could not stand to allow a child amongst themselves for-- what she could only assume was lack of resources-- could they stand to put food into Donnelaith as well?

"We would appreciate anything you can spare, but if your pack needs it then you should focus on keeping them healthy," she added finally, feeling that was a healthy medium. Her head bends to the child. "Castiel is a warrior-- when they cannot be here, I am sure he would love to teach you to be a warrior of the ocean," she added, glancing to Castiel with a small smile. Even if he was not a fan of children, she knew he would be more than capable of handling one every now and then.