[ Dean finally looks up at the sound of a lighter, sees the cigarette and is surprised it's not something stronger. ]
Right.
[ He lies, fully intending to pay Cas back in cash, or a bottle of something else, or anything worth more than a couple sandwiches, soon as he's able to get outside and earn some cash. In the meantime... There's nothing else to do. He drinks from the bottle quietly, and takes his comfort from Cas's presence, even if it's different from what it should be. He may be from the end of their world, but it was still their world, and Cas still feels like home. ]
You doing okay?
[ He finally asks, head still titled down a little but eyes up. With the whole space-reality-TV-show, he means. But also with seeing him, and Sam, and Castiel. And everything. There are a lot of feelings worse than a mostly irrational fear of flying, Dean knows. ]
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Date: 15 Feb 2016 20:55 (UTC)Right.
[ He lies, fully intending to pay Cas back in cash, or a bottle of something else, or anything worth more than a couple sandwiches, soon as he's able to get outside and earn some cash. In the meantime... There's nothing else to do. He drinks from the bottle quietly, and takes his comfort from Cas's presence, even if it's different from what it should be. He may be from the end of their world, but it was still their world, and Cas still feels like home. ]
You doing okay?
[ He finally asks, head still titled down a little but eyes up. With the whole space-reality-TV-show, he means. But also with seeing him, and Sam, and Castiel. And everything. There are a lot of feelings worse than a mostly irrational fear of flying, Dean knows. ]
It ain't Kansas.