["I had to." Words that are never said about anything nice. And as he steps aside, she knows that she's about to see what he had to do. Whatever horrible thing.
So her gait slows.
She could turn away. She could just not know. The thought is appealing. For a few seconds. But what kind of friend would she be if she did that? And anyway, she doesn't have the right to judge anyone for anything. Ever.
A thought that comforts her for an ephemeral moment before she reaches the car and looks inside and sees the glow of her fire dancing off of the planes of Dean's face.
Oh. Shit.
It takes a considerable amount of effort, but she manages to keep her face placid and expressionless as she turns to look at Cas.]
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So her gait slows.
She could turn away. She could just not know. The thought is appealing. For a few seconds. But what kind of friend would she be if she did that? And anyway, she doesn't have the right to judge anyone for anything. Ever.
A thought that comforts her for an ephemeral moment before she reaches the car and looks inside and sees the glow of her fire dancing off of the planes of Dean's face.
Oh. Shit.
It takes a considerable amount of effort, but she manages to keep her face placid and expressionless as she turns to look at Cas.]