[ Cas leads the way back to the kitchen. It's a broken house - the living room is hardly more comfortable. Especially with stained glass of Dean's torturing days in Hell hovering over the couch.
Cas stops for a moment, puts a hand on Sky's shoulder, the other over his heart. ]
You don't look so shitty that I'd, uhm... call it bumping uglies.
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[ Cas leads the way back to the kitchen. It's a broken house - the living room is hardly more comfortable. Especially with stained glass of Dean's torturing days in Hell hovering over the couch.
Cas stops for a moment, puts a hand on Sky's shoulder, the other over his heart. ]
You don't look so shitty that I'd, uhm... call it bumping uglies.