[ Dean is perhaps one of three he's ever spoken to about his mother. She's out there somewhere. That much he knows. In some ways, it makes it harder than if she'd died. Or vanished into the unknown.
Not that he wishes her dead, either.
He joins Dean, taking a seat on the dusty ground against a tire. Jo, too? Now that's curious. He hums. ]
I know Castiel and I are...complicated. But I am glad you're content.
[ Other than their brief encounter in Nadine's office, Geralt has not spoken to the angel. It's different than how it is with Dean. Castiel has not been under another's influence when he intervened. And though he understands the angel was only protecting what he loved, it doesn't change the implications.
But there's nothing to be done about it. Not all cracks in the road can be smoothed over, nor do they need to be. Some things just are. ]
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Not that he wishes her dead, either.
He joins Dean, taking a seat on the dusty ground against a tire. Jo, too? Now that's curious. He hums. ]
I know Castiel and I are...complicated. But I am glad you're content.
[ Other than their brief encounter in Nadine's office, Geralt has not spoken to the angel. It's different than how it is with Dean. Castiel has not been under another's influence when he intervened. And though he understands the angel was only protecting what he loved, it doesn't change the implications.
But there's nothing to be done about it. Not all cracks in the road can be smoothed over, nor do they need to be. Some things just are. ]