[ After what happened the night before, you can bet your mortal ass he's going to bring it up. It didn't take much to tell that Castiel was in distress, was drowning in it. He prayed for help, had railed and ranted at him... and begged to be fixed. The only part of that he was able to make sense of was that something had happened to Dean, and it has something to do with Michael.
And... something else that happened to the former angel, but he didn't elaborate. ]
No. [ Castiel replies bluntly, if not a little impatiently. ] Do you?
[ Now that he's sober and clean, he wonders how much he truly remembers... if there was more to this than just the liquor-fueled rantings of a man drunk senseless. ]
angels, better than rehab
And... something else that happened to the former angel, but he didn't elaborate. ]
No. [ Castiel replies bluntly, if not a little impatiently. ] Do you?
[ Now that he's sober and clean, he wonders how much he truly remembers... if there was more to this than just the liquor-fueled rantings of a man drunk senseless. ]