[ maybe some more sleep wouldn't hurt, but dean can't let himself sink back into the bed, the warmth. there are things to be done, those intent on trapping the devil and making him pay. a part of him wants to say as much to cas, but he's no sure if he should drag the other man into it. this place has offered him comfort today, and he can't quite sum up his thanks for cas, won't even try, but it lingers there, the gratitude...
even if cas probably can't tell.
dean grunts something, not quite denying that yeah, he probably can't make it down the steps like this, but he has to go all the same. if the stairs end up killing him-- well, that would be hilarious, and he might as well embrace it. ]
Have to try.
[ he feels like crap, but the words are lighter. he can't stay, it's that simple. so a breath later, a look at cas, and he's getting up, unsteady in his movements but sure. a hand comes to his head, rubbing in circles as the aches increase with movements, his face pinched in momentary pain.
then it's a couple steps towards the door before he pauses, casting cas a quick look, eyes not quite meeting. ]
no subject
even if cas probably can't tell.
dean grunts something, not quite denying that yeah, he probably can't make it down the steps like this, but he has to go all the same. if the stairs end up killing him-- well, that would be hilarious, and he might as well embrace it. ]
Have to try.
[ he feels like crap, but the words are lighter. he can't stay, it's that simple. so a breath later, a look at cas, and he's getting up, unsteady in his movements but sure. a hand comes to his head, rubbing in circles as the aches increase with movements, his face pinched in momentary pain.
then it's a couple steps towards the door before he pauses, casting cas a quick look, eyes not quite meeting. ]
Thanks.
[ and out the door!!! ]