Because I'm tired of you saying that. Acting like that.
[ Jo answers Cas right on the heels of his next deflection. Because it's true, and it hurts somewhere right under watching him slowly die and being powerless to do anything about it. She did not ask to be a wound Cas had to carry. She did not ask for the chasm suddenly stretched between them. She's not sure she can take that any longer. ] Stop defending him.
He's not right.
None of us are right now.
[ Jo reached up and rubbed her forehead with two fingers, before shaking her head. ]
All of us are making someone else in this room unhappy in some way; while we tell or don't tell each other or ourselves, it's fine, we'll find a way to manage when we know it's not, and the hell if all of this isn't proof we aren't. [ The words find her just as they are coming out. ] We've already lost too much this month. [ First Jack, and now Sam. Not to mention that all three of them tried to die at least once in the last few weeks. And things had been said and done that couldn't be taken back between each of them. ] Are either of you actually willing to lose someone else now?
While they're still right here?
[ It's not rhetorical. It's stumbling. It's fiercely feeling.
But she still answers her question, instead of waiting for either of the other two, ]
no subject
[ Jo answers Cas right on the heels of his next deflection. Because it's true, and it hurts somewhere right under watching him slowly die and being powerless to do anything about it. She did not ask to be a wound Cas had to carry. She did not ask for the chasm suddenly stretched between them. She's not sure she can take that any longer. ] Stop defending him.
He's not right.
None of us are right now.
[ Jo reached up and rubbed her forehead with two fingers, before shaking her head. ]
All of us are making someone else in this room unhappy in some way; while we tell or don't tell each other or ourselves, it's fine, we'll find a way to manage when we know it's not, and the hell if all of this isn't proof we aren't. [ The words find her just as they are coming out. ] We've already lost too much this month. [ First Jack, and now Sam. Not to mention that all three of them tried to die at least once in the last few weeks. And things had been said and done that couldn't be taken back between each of them. ] Are either of you actually willing to lose someone else now?
While they're still right here?
[ It's not rhetorical. It's stumbling. It's fiercely feeling.
But she still answers her question,
instead of waiting for either of the other two, ]
Because I'm not.