When he thinks back on it later, Sam will probably feel bad. Otis didn't really do anything to earn his anger, but Sam hadn't really taken it out on him, either. It's not like he can begrudge someone who lives out of their truck, not when he and Dean did the same for so many years.
He also knows better than to drive angry, which is why Sam gets behind the wheel and sits there for a moment, breathing slowly to let the tension out. "Friends don't try to feel that far up your thigh," he pointed out, glancing over at Castiel. Then he sighed and shook his head. "Ah, Cas. What am I going to do with you?"
It's enough to make him feel more steady about turning on the car and putting it in drive. Castiel's earned his punishment. And there's time to think about that on the way home.
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Date: 2013-12-16 10:40 pm (UTC)He also knows better than to drive angry, which is why Sam gets behind the wheel and sits there for a moment, breathing slowly to let the tension out. "Friends don't try to feel that far up your thigh," he pointed out, glancing over at Castiel. Then he sighed and shook his head. "Ah, Cas. What am I going to do with you?"
It's enough to make him feel more steady about turning on the car and putting it in drive. Castiel's earned his punishment. And there's time to think about that on the way home.