Castiel can't bring himself to, instead half-turned to stare at Dean and nothing else. There's so much he wants to say, things he should explain so that it doesn't seem as if-- Well, he doesn't care what it might seem like. He curls his fingers even tighter, feeling the bite of his nails in the flesh of his palms. ]
They cornered us, and we managed to get out. But he-- [ He stops to take a breath, eyes dropping to the ground. ] If I hadn't, he would have killed me.
[ And Dean had made him promise to keep Sam safe. Even if he hadn't actually agreed, he knows he wouldn't have denied it. ]
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Castiel can't bring himself to, instead half-turned to stare at Dean and nothing else. There's so much he wants to say, things he should explain so that it doesn't seem as if-- Well, he doesn't care what it might seem like. He curls his fingers even tighter, feeling the bite of his nails in the flesh of his palms. ]
They cornered us, and we managed to get out. But he-- [ He stops to take a breath, eyes dropping to the ground. ] If I hadn't, he would have killed me.
[ And Dean had made him promise to keep Sam safe. Even if he hadn't actually agreed, he knows he wouldn't have denied it. ]