[Dean met the offered match, wrapping his hand around Cas' so they could share the warmth of the magical match. In the amount of time he'd been without it, his hands were already cold as ice.]
Cut the cryptic bullcrap, Cas. We fought so hard. You, me, and Benny. We fought and we were all almost out.
[He risked his own chance to get out just to find the trench coated angel. He wasn't about to accept that Cas wanted to be in Purgatory.]
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Cut the cryptic bullcrap, Cas. We fought so hard. You, me, and Benny. We fought and we were all almost out.
[He risked his own chance to get out just to find the trench coated angel. He wasn't about to accept that Cas wanted to be in Purgatory.]