CRIPPLED BY A PROMISE BROKEN // estrangement

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── Astraea, Astraea...how did he feel about her? Angel wasn't entirely sure just yet, most of his opinions on the cub and her brother stemmed directly from the favor he owed their father, but she didn't seem too bad, if not a little, maybe, too kindhearted for the place like the Coalition, which wasn't her fault in the slightest and to an extent, he could admire it. He was just surprised she hadn't been hardened just yet, but maybe that was just because she was one of the few to be introduced into the cold, harsh reality with a decent guardian. Or maybe he was projecting. Her certainly had Aphra, but he didn't always have Devraj.

Much like Arvid, the look upon the girl's face was indeed noticed, and Angel tilted his head at the sight. "Having fun?" He asked gently, referring to the feather that Astraea was batting around idly. He wondered briefly if he could ask for it, to add to a potential collection of biological material, but that sounded strange in his head, certainly stranger out loud.