I watch them, but I stay back. I only remain because I see the way Badar glances to me from time to time, ensuring I stay put. I should have assumed - should have known - she would not allow me to leave so easily. After all, she had wanted to show me the bridge, and there had been no promises that I would be able to move on once I had seen it. Only now, she has found herself something much more new and exciting than the bridge itself.

Even I am amused at his claim of Badar having indicated the bridge being safe. I smirk, shaking my head so much like she does. We are kin, and in that moment, it shows despite her favoritism towards her mother. Her eyes are alight with the same intensity of Ava's and even Valefor's - questions asked without words, answers drawn out without effort. Though I watch the boy, it is Badar I watch most closely, something I come to quickly regret as she turns the attention onto me.

His question catches me off guard, this Cassiel. My brows furrow in suspicion, eyeing him carefully and yet, there is no humor on his face. No, he simply does not know. I smirk again, well and truly amused. Who does he belong to? Which wolf would choose to raise a child without such knowledge? Perhaps I have been wrong to assume he comes from any renown blood at all, and despite his presence in Diveen, perhaps he is hardly a pack-wolf.

"The alpha of Glorall takes up such a mantle," I say plainly, motioning briefly to the land around us before my eyes rest idly upon him. I have a feeling, a suspicion, that he will not react with awe or even much more than an 'oh' of realization. This boy, I think, does not come across as the type who cares much for formalities such as titles or borders, in fact. Why else would he have charged so brazenly into danger, and from danger into foreign territory?

I lower my head to their level then, looking hard into Cassiel's face. "And what, then, is a Cassiel?" I tilt my head and raise a brow expectantly. "Trespasser, pack-wolf, friend, or foe? Parentl-less child, or a runaway looking for trouble?" I let the question settle for a moment before I pull back, half-grinning and half-smirking. There Badar, I think, there's the questions you've likely been wondering. It's only made easier that our curiosity aligns for now.