Re: [Aubade]
Azrael nodded toward the binoculars lying forgotten on the edge of the veranda, close enough for Cass to reach if he chose. "Is there a point where not being the same is so bad that there's no recovery from it?" he asked, glancing back down at the scene as if it was a particularly complicated math problem. "And, more importantly, what is the impetus?"
He looked over at Cass again. "I'm Azrael. Pleased to make your acquaintance."