Nodding promptly, Cas stared directly into her eyes. He thought nothing of it, feeling that eye contact was the most direct form of communication. "Yes," he replied. "I met a woman named Destiny. She's a seer. She...also mentioned another. You have yet to meet them?"
She seemed...unnerved. Or some other emotion that he had no accurate way of identifying, but that was something worthy of taking note over. If something upset Phaedra, then there was a chance it was something dangerous.
"This concerns you? I thought it might be pleasing."
The statement was one of both concern and confusion. It had not been his intention to upset her.