Davina nodded. He was so thoughtful, even to the plant life. He had a gentleness about him that she wasn't used to. New Orleans was always in the middle of some war or something. Sitting here with Cas and making flower crowns gave Davina the hope that things here could be better.
"Not extinct." Davina said. "But there aren't many of us left anymore." At least not in New Orleans. Hopefully Vincent could work on that, now that Davina was gone.
"But here, I feel the magic all around us...can you feel it too?"