[ They've been friends for a long time, gone through much together... missions, mishaps and times spent reading a rare book or two during those quiet moments as friends. Books were a luxury that Castiel made no excuses for enjoying, perhaps leaving him with the impression that they were often more than just a story -- they were snapshots of human history... they captured the spirit of a time, of a single soul who wrote it through their own limited and often woefully narrow perception. Furthermore, Raven didn't seem to mind his frequent interruptions with his endless questions.
Over time, they grew... close. Castiel considered her a friend, a good one... one who he often looked forward to visiting.
It was late when Castiel arrived, book in hand. Rather than just... popping in unannounced within the walls of her apartment, he waited outside -- hesitating only a moment to rap his knuckles on her door. ]
As discussed, Raven and Cas... Exsilium canon, vastly advanced CR
Over time, they grew... close. Castiel considered her a friend, a good one... one who he often looked forward to visiting.
It was late when Castiel arrived, book in hand. Rather than just... popping in unannounced within the walls of her apartment, he waited outside -- hesitating only a moment to rap his knuckles on her door. ]
Raven? I have... come to return your book.