As Castiel studied the boy one last time, his brows furrowed, still very obviously bothered by the decision he had made to take in the demon boy. "But what about my father?" Varziel asked.
"We will keep a lookout for your father; we can even stay a few days here, seeing as we have business in these parts." His tone was firm but not unkind. He squinted his eyes at Arella, then ruffled her hair. "Stay here." He finished ruffling her hair, despite Arella's complaints about how he was messing with her well-made hair.
"I have unfinished business outside. Keep an eye on him, Ella. If you feel threatened by him or anything else, use your staff. And for heaven's sake, don't let your guard down."
"Yes, Cassie." Arella replied with an exaggerated exasperation, waving him off like a scolding parent. "Go on then, Shoo." She rolled her eyes as she turned to Varziel. "Brothers, overprotective even though you do not need it."