[ He returns the smile just as easy, setting his rifle against the side of the couch before sitting beside her. Castiel gives her enough room to continue working on the device she holds, but it's still relatively close, the edge of their knees bumping. There's the slightest shake of his head. ]
I sleep when it suits me. I was awake. [ Or he would have been if he'd slept and she said she'd needed him. He leans to look at the thing in her hands. ] Is that what you're working on?
[ There's a careful sort of smile now, expression soft as he reaches out as if to touch it and then grazes her fingers with his. ]
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I sleep when it suits me. I was awake. [ Or he would have been if he'd slept and she said she'd needed him. He leans to look at the thing in her hands. ] Is that what you're working on?
[ There's a careful sort of smile now, expression soft as he reaches out as if to touch it and then grazes her fingers with his. ]