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[thursdays_angel]

He had been in Damascus when he’d caught sight of the door. And while a lot of things have changed recently, the order to go through the door to Milliways as it finds him has not been rescinded

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[starrydome]

Elrond is still around. Truth be told, he is not in a hurry to return to his packing and sorting. And there are still so many things here to see.

And so many beings to be seen by.

After a little while, it really does necessitate some sort of reaction, and so the watcher gets a lifted eyebrow. Just a fraction. It's not an unfriendly gesture. More like a quiet question mark.

[thursdays_angel]

Castiel unconsciously mimics the raised eyebrow.

His head tilts to the side for good measure.

Combined, the two maneuvers might as well say, Curiouser and curiouser.

[starrydome]

Elrond walks a little closer. He moves lightly and gracefully, as elves do, and up close his face does look, well, neither young nor old. Even if he does look worn these days.

For those who may feel these things, there might be a sort of afterglow from the ring of power he used to wear. One does not spend years as a Ringbearer without mark; even if the Ring is not the One.

"May I help you?" he asks.

[thursdays_angel]

Castiel frowns a little and shakes his head.

"I am not in need of assistance."

"Are you?" he asks.

It's polite to offer a return of favor.

[starrydome]

"I just noticed that you were watching me," Elrond answers. Calmly. He seems like he doesn't mind this.

[thursdays_angel]

"I was watching the bar," Castiel tries to explain.

Which does, yes, include this man.

"My apologies. I have been told, on occasion, that it is impolite."

Or, on occasion, creepy.

He hasn't made much of an attempt to break the habit, though.

[starrydome]

"It is no matter," Elrond replies with a small smile. "This is a wondrous place and there is much to take in. And although I would not consider myself a sight to behold, others may have a different opinion."