He reached across, touching his fingertips against Dean's shoulder. Immediately the rain, cold and blood lifted off him, leaving Dean clean and dry. Still grizzled, obviously, unkempt, but at least not strewn with debris. Now if only Castiel would do the same to himself.
Drawing his hand back, with what was a sudden jerk more than a smooth action, Castiel only drew into himself, tilting his head ever so slightly toward his knees.
"I was wondering..." A pause, and then: "I suppose it's strange to bring it up now."
Silence thereafter, like he'd decided to not talk about it after all.
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He reached across, touching his fingertips against Dean's shoulder. Immediately the rain, cold and blood lifted off him, leaving Dean clean and dry. Still grizzled, obviously, unkempt, but at least not strewn with debris. Now if only Castiel would do the same to himself.
Drawing his hand back, with what was a sudden jerk more than a smooth action, Castiel only drew into himself, tilting his head ever so slightly toward his knees.
"I was wondering..." A pause, and then: "I suppose it's strange to bring it up now."
Silence thereafter, like he'd decided to not talk about it after all.