"It'll only help you if you involve us," Casaio said, standing tall now. He slid his hands into the pockets of his trousers, his eyes meeting Gabriel's. "A witch tied to your past life can't be ignored. This isn't just a fleeting threat."
"Cas is right," Dominick added, turning fully to face him. "You shouldn't face this alone. And Amelie… she deserves protection, too."
"If you think we'll get hurt by helping, then stop worrying about that," Casaio continued. "Maybe we failed you when we were younger… but we've changed, Gabriel. We've grown. I think we've become closer than before. So, you don't have to carry this alone anymore."
Gabriel exhaled, his gaze falling to the garden again, where Amelie stood, unaware of the conversation above. "We haven't located the witch yet," he said at last. "Once we do… I'll tell you both."
It wasn't a full surrender, but it wasn't a rejection either.
"Just promise you won't hesitate to call on us when that time comes," Dominick said firmly.
