As expected, introductions came almost as soon as they left the block, with Kratos making sure that they were delivered efficiently. Rapunzel, like the fairy tale? Castiel knew that there were times when those things were more real than the children who enjoyed them could ever imagine, but he had never expected this. Considering her hair, though, he really should have worked it out sooner.
He could have asked the girl a number of questions, but she was acting on the behalf of friends, and all of them were in a hurry. It could wait for another time. Instead, Castiel moved with the three others, positioning himself roughly in the center of their small formation. He was too sick and injured to be trusted to lead them or take up the rear, so this was ideal.
"There's no need to apologize," he told Rapunzel. "I believe we all wish to move with haste." It wasn't far to travel, but moving only a short distance here could sometimes take up a whole night. He decided not to mention his own illness, as by now it was a moot point. If the two strangers noticed his sickly complexion, then that couldn't be helped. At least his coat covered the rash on his arm.
Before long, the one called Flynn started to babble on to Rapunzel, and Castiel was left to wonder if he was her so-called prince. Flynn took interest in the knife she was holding, and even Castiel had to admit that the weapon looked out of place in the girl's hands. He moved along with them, curious to hear what response Rapunzel would give, especially with how bothered Flynn seemed to be by the sight of the blade.
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He could have asked the girl a number of questions, but she was acting on the behalf of friends, and all of them were in a hurry. It could wait for another time. Instead, Castiel moved with the three others, positioning himself roughly in the center of their small formation. He was too sick and injured to be trusted to lead them or take up the rear, so this was ideal.
"There's no need to apologize," he told Rapunzel. "I believe we all wish to move with haste." It wasn't far to travel, but moving only a short distance here could sometimes take up a whole night. He decided not to mention his own illness, as by now it was a moot point. If the two strangers noticed his sickly complexion, then that couldn't be helped. At least his coat covered the rash on his arm.
Before long, the one called Flynn started to babble on to Rapunzel, and Castiel was left to wonder if he was her so-called prince. Flynn took interest in the knife she was holding, and even Castiel had to admit that the weapon looked out of place in the girl's hands. He moved along with them, curious to hear what response Rapunzel would give, especially with how bothered Flynn seemed to be by the sight of the blade.