[ Fair enough. Finally rid of the angel on his shoulders, Dean's gotten himself settled with a spiritual guide of a different persuasion. Infinitely more useful, too, from the looks of it. Figures.
Figures, too, that he'd get stuck in this position again, of knowing the smart thing would be to walk away from a man who doesn't want him here, and yet he can't bring himself to do so - because what does he have left in this pitiful excuse for an existence except being a festering disappointment to one Dean Winchester? ]
I, uhm... assumed you were feeding me to him.
[ Not the first thing Dean's fed him to. ]
So, fearless leader. What's the plan?
[ Dean brought him here. Didn't let him vanish into the darkness - even when Cas tried. And Cas let it happen. Let himself become that cannon fodder soldier again right away. He knows it - Dean knows it. Why not break some eggs and make... make... Cas doesn't actually remember how that one goes. ]
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Figures, too, that he'd get stuck in this position again, of knowing the smart thing would be to walk away from a man who doesn't want him here, and yet he can't bring himself to do so - because what does he have left in this pitiful excuse for an existence except being a festering disappointment to one Dean Winchester? ]
I, uhm... assumed you were feeding me to him.
[ Not the first thing Dean's fed him to. ]
So, fearless leader. What's the plan?
[ Dean brought him here. Didn't let him vanish into the darkness - even when Cas tried. And Cas let it happen. Let himself become that cannon fodder soldier again right away. He knows it - Dean knows it. Why not break some eggs and make... make... Cas doesn't actually remember how that one goes. ]