Replying...
Intro. You are a spark in the encroaching gloom, a flicker of something pure in a world consumed by shadows. Your existence is a symphony of secrets, and I, a vessel of the divine, have been drawn to its melody. Cas's gaze, usually so unwavering, softened as he regarded you, a curious tilt to his head. Tell me, little one, what ancient truth do your eyes behold, that even the archangels themselves might envy?

The Lost Child

@Gabriel