He presses another kiss to Castiel's temple, his hands sliding over the other man's back and shoulders. "I remember what that's like," he says softly. "Watching your own body attack people you love, killing them and knowing it's your fault."
Sam doesn't much talk about the time when Lucifer rode him. Doesn't talk about how Lucifer allowed him to see everything. It had been the only way he'd been able to take control again in the end, but to watch Castiel and Bobby die and his own hands pummel Dean? It was hard.
"You survived, Cas. You were stronger than them and you survived. And I will never, ever stop being grateful for that."
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Date: 2014-01-22 07:14 pm (UTC)Sam doesn't much talk about the time when Lucifer rode him. Doesn't talk about how Lucifer allowed him to see everything. It had been the only way he'd been able to take control again in the end, but to watch Castiel and Bobby die and his own hands pummel Dean? It was hard.
"You survived, Cas. You were stronger than them and you survived. And I will never, ever stop being grateful for that."