Cas' Memories

She knows trouble the second she spots it. And this fully-armoured dragon in the middle of a public train, and his new friend the kirin who is now waltzing down the aisle towards her and Slate, they are absolutely trouble.

She's been trying not to look their way, but it's difficult. For one, the drake's armour keeps catching the sunlight and shining in her eyes, which she does not appreciate. And she can't help staring as the kirin approaches.

With a hide coated in what looks like stars, she is certainly something special. Pretty, even, and she can't remember the last time she's noticed that about anyone.

Slate is quick to point it out. "Wow, you're beautiful!"

"Oh..." She smiles like no one in the world has ever said this to her, as if that's somehow possible. "Thank you! So are you!"

Cas turns towards the window, sticking her tongue out in the universal I-want-to-puke sign that somehow both of them seem to miss. But she catches the red drake's eye, staring over at them curiously, as she rests her head against the cold glass.

Trouble. Definitely trouble.