[Michael's expression darkens, lip curling with distaste. Sometimes it seems as if his little brother has a hand in everything.]
Tell me you aren't friends with Lucifer, too.
[That particular combination of friendships seems untenable to him, but Michael is no expert on friendship. He has difficulty picturing being friends with Dean Winchester in the first place.
All the same, he wouldn't classify the man as a burden. The eldest Winchester brother had been a prize at one point in time: a suit of armor, the physical means by which to enact his Father's will. Once it became clear he was never going to get his consent, Dean was just a spare piece that didn't belong on the game board. The Mark hasn't added to his value.]
I know that death would not have rid someone of the Mark in our world. I know also that Abraxas is not our world. If Dean is lucky, they're dissimilar enough that he'll stay dead.
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Tell me you aren't friends with Lucifer, too.
[That particular combination of friendships seems untenable to him, but Michael is no expert on friendship. He has difficulty picturing being friends with Dean Winchester in the first place.
All the same, he wouldn't classify the man as a burden. The eldest Winchester brother had been a prize at one point in time: a suit of armor, the physical means by which to enact his Father's will. Once it became clear he was never going to get his consent, Dean was just a spare piece that didn't belong on the game board. The Mark hasn't added to his value.]
I know that death would not have rid someone of the Mark in our world. I know also that Abraxas is not our world. If Dean is lucky, they're dissimilar enough that he'll stay dead.