[ He's hardly fazed by it, allowing his fingers to curl a little tighter into the material before he even notices that's what he's doing. It's just an unconscious reaction, something he does and still can't quite seem to monitor. Really, all of this reminds him of the conversation he'd had with the other Dean--about calling him out. Except it also reminds Castiel that he would have to stand with him even if it meant against him, and he doesn't think he ever could.
So, they sit there beside each other while he looks at Dean and wonders. ]
I told you to stay. Whatever is out there can wait.
[ Meaning he's not ready to face those truths and consequences just yet, still burning from his conversation with Sam and waiting. He could bring it up, but he's tired and just wants to take these last few hours for himself. For them. But he's not that generous anymore. If Dean hasn't stumbled out of his room by now, maybe there's some hope left to salvage.
Then again, maybe all he wants to do is ask things that are never meant to be asked. ]
Besides, you wouldn't make it down the steps like that. [ So don't fight him on this. ]
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So, they sit there beside each other while he looks at Dean and wonders. ]
I told you to stay. Whatever is out there can wait.
[ Meaning he's not ready to face those truths and consequences just yet, still burning from his conversation with Sam and waiting. He could bring it up, but he's tired and just wants to take these last few hours for himself. For them. But he's not that generous anymore. If Dean hasn't stumbled out of his room by now, maybe there's some hope left to salvage.
Then again, maybe all he wants to do is ask things that are never meant to be asked. ]
Besides, you wouldn't make it down the steps like that. [ So don't fight him on this. ]