Yeah, thanks, you are the entire reason I got out of the Cage redux version. Sam didn't want to play ball and you, I don't know, wanted to act like you were being useful? That sounds like you, I think.
[He waves it off like he's already anticipating Castiel's indignant clamor.] I mean you were helping. Robust vessel you got there, guess that's what happens when Dad stitches you up enough times. [There is the barest jealous sneer there.] Ohhhhh the short story is... ugh. I don't want to go into it. [Don't make him talk about Amara. They don't need more family drama when he's currently vibrating with it.] Shoooort story. Mark removed the first time unlocked a different Cage, released a Bigger Problem than me, you tapped me onboard to help.
Which went.
Fi... [He can't even lie about it right now. Thinking of his little 'session' sitting across their Father just. Pisses him off.] You got your vessel back in the end, all unmarred without my tarnish.
[It's only because Castiel is so in Lucifer's space. Face. That Castiel will see him flinch. Too revealing. He folds his arms over his chest and tries to brush it off but the crack is there now.] Aren't I? [Unlovable.] Isn't that the tale Dad wanted to spin? The crazed, uncontrollable monster that only lived to be vanquished?
[He does take a moment to recenter himself and remind himself that no, it isn't actually true. Not just because of Istredd; he does know Michael didn't stop loving him.
He could do it. Push the lie that he knows alllll of Castiel's dark secrets. He doesn't. His head is throbbing now enough as it is.] I left you in a back corner of your own mind. You were like... A really boring book that I couldn't bring myself to read. [Or: he was real mad about Dean being cured of the Mark and he couldn't even bring himself to look into the how of it.] So... no. But. [Long, drawn-out sigh. He closes his eyes. It does not shut out the green. So, weird. Maaaaybe they aren't in an orb.] Pretty sure it was already there, bud.
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[He waves it off like he's already anticipating Castiel's indignant clamor.] I mean you were helping. Robust vessel you got there, guess that's what happens when Dad stitches you up enough times. [There is the barest jealous sneer there.] Ohhhhh the short story is... ugh. I don't want to go into it. [Don't make him talk about Amara. They don't need more family drama when he's currently vibrating with it.] Shoooort story. Mark removed the first time unlocked a different Cage, released a Bigger Problem than me, you tapped me onboard to help.
Which went.
Fi... [He can't even lie about it right now. Thinking of his little 'session' sitting across their Father just. Pisses him off.] You got your vessel back in the end, all unmarred without my tarnish.
[It's only because Castiel is so in Lucifer's space. Face. That Castiel will see him flinch. Too revealing. He folds his arms over his chest and tries to brush it off but the crack is there now.] Aren't I? [Unlovable.] Isn't that the tale Dad wanted to spin? The crazed, uncontrollable monster that only lived to be vanquished?
[He does take a moment to recenter himself and remind himself that no, it isn't actually true. Not just because of Istredd; he does know Michael didn't stop loving him.
He could do it. Push the lie that he knows alllll of Castiel's dark secrets. He doesn't. His head is throbbing now enough as it is.] I left you in a back corner of your own mind. You were like... A really boring book that I couldn't bring myself to read. [Or: he was real mad about Dean being cured of the Mark and he couldn't even bring himself to look into the how of it.] So... no. But. [Long, drawn-out sigh. He closes his eyes. It does not shut out the green. So, weird. Maaaaybe they aren't in an orb.] Pretty sure it was already there, bud.