Elena and Cas
She moved fast - far faster than any human could, but Castiel didn't flinch. He wasn't exactly sure what she was yet; he didn't recognize her as anything from his world. The longer he stayed here, the more that seemed to happen. Castiel had seen a lot in his very long life, but since arriving here, it all suddenly seemed so much bigger than his Father's creation. While that was a little daunting, it was more fascinating.
He beamed back at her. "Hi! My apologies," he said, then paused as he noticed the eyepatch, his smile faltering a little. He'd seen many people here wearing them, but he didn't understand why. Maybe some of the flashing lights from one of the rides had caused injury. The crowd pressed in and he stepped closer to her, trying to get a better look. "Why are you wearing that? Did you hurt your eye?" he started to fuss. "Let me heal it for you," he raised a hand, ready to reach out with his Grace.