He kept an eye on Cassandra, but he'd been doing that ever since she'd been cursed. She'd been such a sweet girl before that, the entire world open for her. Then it had all been ruined by a pissy God.
"Good. When she left I worried myself sick. She's worried she'll hurt my daughter." He wished he could kill that worry of his sister.
He crossed his arms and watched the man, "Cassie seems to trust you. She's got a good instinct about people, so I'll trust you. I'd like to be able to visit her though." It wasn't his house, he couldn't just barge in. "It'll do her good."
With a smile he walked to his sister and motioned to the castle, "forgetting one of the towers there Cassie."