Yeah, to stay alive. If you can take the near-death scenario out o the equation - that's a lot better.
[Well, any thought that he might be semi-normal flies out the window when his eyes glow yellow. That's familiar, not because she's seen that specifically but because it's reminiscent of exactly how Castiel used to handle things, posture and grit were almost identical, but the rattling of the ceiling and the shrapnel falling like rain is all she can focus on, Claire braces under the back bar of the machine and plants her boots downward so she can avoid any additional injury. None of the metal has hit her, but she's sore and worn out and the sweat on her palms are making it difficult to hold on.]
me too orz
[Well, any thought that he might be semi-normal flies out the window when his eyes glow yellow. That's familiar, not because she's seen that specifically but because it's reminiscent of exactly how Castiel used to handle things, posture and grit were almost identical, but the rattling of the ceiling and the shrapnel falling like rain is all she can focus on, Claire braces under the back bar of the machine and plants her boots downward so she can avoid any additional injury. None of the metal has hit her, but she's sore and worn out and the sweat on her palms are making it difficult to hold on.]