"WHAT do you mean you agree?" Prince Angelus beat a hasty retreat away from Cassiel.
The response felt like a betrayal. Cassiel's name was added to the list of people who'd already betrayed and abandoned him. Something inside him started to crack.
"You want to save Augustus. What about me?"
Cassiel looks at him with concerned eyes, and suddenly Angelus realizes what a mess she must seem to him.
"I know I sound childish, but..."
He bit his tongue. No one ever listened when he poured out his heart. Everyone always did what they wanted without a care for the repercussions their actions had on him in the name of doing well by him, Cassiel wouldn't be any different.
Cassiel leaned in close, his sweet, warm breath lingering just beyond Angelus's lips.
His brows darken with concern, and he appears genuinely alarmed. He rests his arm on Angelus's backrest, and the prince's skin buzzes at his cold touch.