Castiel still doesn't understand what hunting has to do with anything, or why he keeps going back to it as if it's something of importance - of course his father hunts, most men do, and it's certainly expected of a man like his father, but this creature is still saying it as if it's meaningful, as if it could in any way tie back in to ghosts. Castiel opens his mouth to ask, but finds his would-be host is already stalking away.
Rude. Castiel's cheeks puff a little in aggravation, but he doesn't chase it; clearly this conversation is over. He has no idea if he's meant to follow, however, but Castiel isn't the sort to need permission, so after a moment's thought he stands and trails along after, stopping in the hallway.
".. do you truly expect me to simply call you - monster? Creature?"
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Date: 16 Jun 2016 13:54 (UTC)Rude. Castiel's cheeks puff a little in aggravation, but he doesn't chase it; clearly this conversation is over. He has no idea if he's meant to follow, however, but Castiel isn't the sort to need permission, so after a moment's thought he stands and trails along after, stopping in the hallway.
".. do you truly expect me to simply call you - monster? Creature?"