[Castiel spends much of his time at Mag's inn and if he's not cleaning and helping with the bar, he's upstairs with a book or somewhere green people-watching. Today, he's fallen back on old habits and is bussing tables to keep the bar clean and functional while Dean does his thing.
His attention is split between the glasses in his bucket, dishes, and Dean's steady hand as he works. In sigil work, there's little room for error and Dean is one of the quickest studies he's ever known. His artwork is seamless and perfect, and he uses that same talent to guarantee the safety of those closest to him.
In the time he'd spent in Cadens he'd become intimately aware of his own power and where it was failing. Though he didn't consider himself aligned with the seraph anymore the presence of Lucifer and what he knew of other people and the monsters from their respective worlds made him more cautious.
When every table not occupied is accounted for Castiel drops his bucket off near the basin, and walks over to Dean's now empty station while cleaning his hand on the small waist apron he uses to keep his clothes clean while working.]
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His attention is split between the glasses in his bucket, dishes, and Dean's steady hand as he works. In sigil work, there's little room for error and Dean is one of the quickest studies he's ever known. His artwork is seamless and perfect, and he uses that same talent to guarantee the safety of those closest to him.
In the time he'd spent in Cadens he'd become intimately aware of his own power and where it was failing. Though he didn't consider himself aligned with the seraph anymore the presence of Lucifer and what he knew of other people and the monsters from their respective worlds made him more cautious.
When every table not occupied is accounted for Castiel drops his bucket off near the basin, and walks over to Dean's now empty station while cleaning his hand on the small waist apron he uses to keep his clothes clean while working.]
Do you have room for one more?