It had been incredibly difficult for the angel to pinpoint on what she'd been looking for. There had been a pull, a draw, to another place, some person other than the Winchesters who she knew she wanted to be around. Needed to be around. Being without them was upsetting in a way she didn't quite understand. Unfortunately, however, the angel was also relatively stubborn. If she'd trusted in the bracelet earlier there was a chance this would've been resolved sooner. Instead she'd been flying herself to various places in the hopes of finding whoever it was she was looking for. Days after telling Deanna she'd be back soon she still hadn't returned to them.
Feeling more than a little lost and forlorn, Cass had perched herself upon the room of some building in New York before the bracelet took control. Without so much as a flap of wings she found herself standing on some shoreline looking out over a beach. Turning slightly she noticed a young man and something clicked. The angel smiled brightly and moved towards him before stopping herself. While something about finding him felt right there was something else deep within her that felt... off. The young man wasn't a demon or one of the monsters inhabiting the world but there, within him, she could sense the potential for something dark.
"You're... who are you?" In spite of the odd feeling she couldn't bring herself to pull too far away or do anything to him. She wanted to be around this human.