[Castiel arches an eyebrow at that, both curious and sad that this seemingly barren landscape is better than wherever this young woman hails from.]
Are things where you're from...dire?
[He doesn't mean to pry; but he does have to wonder at circumstances here being better than what someone might be used to.
He follows, treading carefully. He concentrates as they walk, trying to see if he can detect any presences that may prove...untoward. Or simply outright evil.
At her question, he nods, and he keeps his own voice to a barely above a whisper.]
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Are things where you're from...dire?
[He doesn't mean to pry; but he does have to wonder at circumstances here being better than what someone might be used to.
He follows, treading carefully. He concentrates as they walk, trying to see if he can detect any presences that may prove...untoward. Or simply outright evil.
At her question, he nods, and he keeps his own voice to a barely above a whisper.]
I have more than one weapon up my sleeve.