Castiel pulls his head back then, stares at Sam. There's no judgement in his eyes, just quiet wonder, confusion. Sam came to the store to see him, was concerned, both Winchesters kept a closer eye on him.
Angels perching on his shoulder.
He laughs so suddenly that it surprises him, and only for a moment before he feels dizzy and leans his head back against Sam's shoulder.
"Saving people. Hunting things. Isn't that how the prophet Chuck wrote it?"
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Date: 2014-07-13 06:48 pm (UTC)Castiel pulls his head back then, stares at Sam. There's no judgement in his eyes, just quiet wonder, confusion. Sam came to the store to see him, was concerned, both Winchesters kept a closer eye on him.
Angels perching on his shoulder.
He laughs so suddenly that it surprises him, and only for a moment before he feels dizzy and leans his head back against Sam's shoulder.
"Saving people. Hunting things. Isn't that how the prophet Chuck wrote it?"