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"Well, you should probably change that. After all, you're gonna be with him for the rest of time." Kora shrugged.
"Well, you should probably change that. After all, you're gonna be with him for the rest of time." Kora shrugged.
"The rest of time?? God dammit… how young do I look, anyways?" He asked curiously, tentatively pulling away from the wall.
Kora tilted her head, thinking a moment. "A little older than twelve," she finally said.
Cas flushed harder and groaned, running his fingers through his hair with his eyes closed. "So Halm thinks I'm some little kid? He saw my apartment!"
"Well, yeah. He hasn't really been caught up on the politics of the world nowadays. Besides, maybe he figured your parents weren't home." Kora shrugged again.
Cas sighed and looked away. "Well, I'm done putting my shit away, so I guess I should go talk to him…"
"Well, he's just outside the house. You'll be able to do him." Kora got out of the way of the door, letting Cas through. Her brother was lounging on the couch, looking bored and sightly irked.
"God, there's two of you?" Cas sighed and shook his head a bit as he went outside to take to Halm.
Halm looked up when he heard the door open, only thirty feet away.
"You finished with your room?" He asked, getting up from the ground he was working.
"Uh, yeah… quick question… how old do you think I am?" Cas asked tentatively.
"Um…" Halm thought for a moment before looking down at Cas.
"Fourteen?" It was a bit of a stretch for him to say that, but the way Cas asked that made him think he was older than he looked.
Cas sighed softly. So that's why he's been so condescending… "Halm. I'm nineteen."
Halm was startled by this, and very much so at that.
"I- really?" Halm chuckled nervously. "Oh. Uh… Sorry about that."
"I've got my own apartment. I live alone. My parents aren't around, and honestly, never really have been." Cas sighed softly.
Halm nodded.
"I'm sorry about the way I treated you," Halm apologized. He knew what it was like to be abandoned but a parent. Well, as best as someone like him could anyway.
"It's, it's fine… I know I'm short and stupid and stuff…" Cas sighed and looked away. "And I kinda expect everything to attack me because… well… it usually does."
"You don't seem stupid to me," Halm said softly. He say down on the ground to bring himself to Cas's level, and because he had been working and was tired.
"And that's going to change. You're safe here."
Cas looked up at Halm, fidgeting a bit. "But there's random people just bursting into the house without warning! Well, they say they know you, but still…"
"I know them," Halm said calmly. "They're gods under me. They can't hurt you."
"But you didn't tell me they were gonna be there or anything! I thought someone had broken in!"
"I'm sorry about that," Halm said smoothly, remaining calm. "I should have told you about them. I can guarantee there's no one else who should come into the house but us four."
Cas nodded a bit and sighed again. "It's just… I'm not a child. I can take care of myself. Hell, I was taking care of myself when I was as old as you guys think I am!"
"Okay, Cas," Halm said softly. "We won't treat you like that anymore. I really am sorry about that." It seemed Cas hadn't had a very good past, and Halm wanted to make sure Cas's life was better now.
Cas nodded again and crossed his arms. "I've worked so hard to get where I was, and that was still shit. I ran away from another shit situation when I was twelve, and look where it's gotten me? Absolutely fucking nowhere. I'm hopeless…" Cas sighed and sat down on the grass.
Halm pulled himself a bit closer to Cas, sitting next to him.
"You aren't hopeless," he said gently. "You got away from a bad situation, and you built yourself up. You yourself said it. Just because you weren't living in the lap of luxury doesn't mean you didn't build a life for yourself. Even if it wasn't where you wanted to be. I've seen so many feel where you succeeded."
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