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CASTIEL (angel of thursday) ([personal profile] unwings) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2022-12-05 12:28 am (UTC)

"Worried? About me?" That stops him. It isn't that Cas has never had anyone concerned for his well-being, Sam and Hannah have said so, and even if Dean rarely voices it, he knows the signs of it. Given his nature, Cas is far from the most fragile of the group. Concern isn't usually warranted.

It's just how Jack puts it out there so open and candidly, disarmingly sincere. The warmth the sentiment inspires feels a touch awkward in him, but appreciated nonetheless. What an endearing kid. Cas finds himself more invested in his arrival being more a blessing than an omen.

"Well, thank you, but I'm, um, I'm fine." Cas flashes a small smile, genuinely touched. "No need to worry."

"Yes, Jo Harvelle, she and her mother operated a roadhouse bar for hunters. Sam and Dean knew and worked with her several years ago, though... circumstance caused a separation." Circumstances like death, but Cas knows better than to air Jo's trauma for all and sundry. But on to that point about Dean looking older... Castiel's vessel doesn't age much (contrary to Misha Collins' mortal obligations), but the stress of the hunting life and all that the Winchesters endure will doubted show on them in years to come. "How old was Dean when you left home?"

The sadness in Jack's voice is telling, and it pangs him. Guilt gnaws at Cas, knowing he'll have to break it to the kid soon that he doesn't remember him either.

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