[ And yet he says it even as he raises the bottle back up. Down the hatch with it. What else is there to do - well. Plenty.
But he can't - not yet.
Tomorrow.
It means she'll be back, and it means he needs to be... well. Fucked up, but not to incoherence. Damnit. ]
Sounds like a date.
[ And he says it with the air of someone used to quipping it, like someone used to tossing his words out with an air of carefully curated ease.
Not so much right now. There's something heavy about it, about him.
Cas looks at her then, though, and nods a little more earnestly. ]
You, uhm. If you have... If you need... [ What? Comfort? Company? To not be alone and untethered and broken and unable to connect in meaningful ways? ] ... things. You can... y'know.
[ Since Dean knows her. Least Cas can do is not be a complete monster to her, even if there's little he has left to give in ways of care. ]
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[ And yet he says it even as he raises the bottle back up. Down the hatch with it. What else is there to do - well. Plenty.
But he can't - not yet.
Tomorrow.
It means she'll be back, and it means he needs to be... well. Fucked up, but not to incoherence. Damnit. ]
Sounds like a date.
[ And he says it with the air of someone used to quipping it, like someone used to tossing his words out with an air of carefully curated ease.
Not so much right now. There's something heavy about it, about him.
Cas looks at her then, though, and nods a little more earnestly. ]
You, uhm. If you have... If you need... [ What? Comfort? Company? To not be alone and untethered and broken and unable to connect in meaningful ways? ] ... things. You can... y'know.
[ Since Dean knows her. Least Cas can do is not be a complete monster to her, even if there's little he has left to give in ways of care. ]