Abigail closed the text book as Casteel sat across from her. He had to be the greatest distraction. If he could come and interrupt her from her studies from now on, it would be great. She needed a break anyways. The words were starting to get jumbled up in her head and she was rereading the same line over and over. As she placed the rose down on the table, Cas took her hands in his. Her cheeks were coated with a light shade of pink. "I-I'm great as well.." Abigail had to break eye contact for a moment. He was causing her to stutter once again and she needed a moment to collect herself. Stuttering like a babbling fool was not attractive. And if she wanted Cas to be her boyfriend, she needed to control herself. Did Cas even want to be her boyfriend? He handed her a rose and he was very flirty, but he must be doing this with other girls. He was to perfect to just want Abby. The scholar looked back up and met Cas' eyes. They were such a enticing blue. She was lost in them and she only snapped out of it when he asked her a question. Her cheek turned even redder when she realized that she was just starting in his eyes. She was about to answer, but she sneezed. Nothing was going her way. "I started sneezing again, but I think it's allergies."
"You still have emotions don't you" Roman thought that was a silly question. Only the Gods didn't contain emotions. Roman was just about human when it came to emotions. The head angel just knew how to control them. Being able to know when to use them and when not to use them kept him out of trouble. Especially when the council members are around. It's best to pretend as if he didn't have emotions. Like he is a robot. Ready to do whatever they ask when they ask. But he nodded. Roman shouldn't be engaged with the fugitive, but their was no harm to answering questions. "Do you think this is justice?" The new head angel looked down at the ground. The council was by the book. Homosexuality was wrong. But Leon hasn't done anything to harm the Gods. This was only his first offense. And his offense wasn't on the sacred grounds of Eden. Jail time wasn't just. A warning or demotion might have been better. Roman looked back up. "No I don't." He turned to face the broken fugitive. "But it isn't my job to judge what is just and what isn't just." Roman wasn't going to let Leon get him in trouble. He looked down for a moment and then back up. "Who is Cordelia? And where is she?" The council man wanted to know her whereabouts so Leon must know something. But Roman first must know who she is.