[ He sure does. An angel of the Lord all pissed off on a station? Like, he's happy Cas is here, but also he'd prefer Cas be home where he belongs, not screwing around with a regret so strong it's pulled him here. ]
Yeah, he can't help it. But he's learning. He rebelled against heaven to help save the world, so that's a good start. Don't always gotta follow the orders your daddy sets for you.
There's still a lot of shit I don't know anything about. You'll have to ask
him about the Jesus thing.
But yeah I guess God is technically his dad. All the angels call him that,
even if he's disappeared and hasn't been around for who knows how long. He
created them, so...yeah.
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[Or whatever they're drinking about, if it's not one of those. Natasha doesn't need to be an expert in microexpressions to tell Dean's got concerns.]
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[ He sure does. An angel of the Lord all pissed off on a station? Like, he's happy Cas is here, but also he'd prefer Cas be home where he belongs, not screwing around with a regret so strong it's pulled him here. ]
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[Wryly amused, but there's a gentleness in it. Sympathy. Having a friend show up here was a mixed blessing, at best.]
Is there anything I can do to help?
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[ and awkward - funny, but awkward. ]
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[Natasha smiles at the prospect, though it's a bit rueful. She can handle antisocial, it's true.]
You're already out here making your angel friends. I'm sure he'll do okay.
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Yeah...he'll be okay.
[ the number of people who call Cas 'his angel' is ridiculous, and he never corrects him. ]
I think you'll like him.
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What makes you think that? Do I have a type?
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[ ...the opening is there, he can't not take it. He flashes her a wide grin and a wink. ]
Yeah. Me.
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[Giving him a challenging look. He might not be entirely wrong, but she's not going to let that get by without a little ribbing.]
Does that mean you and him are a lot alike?
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[ He's grinning, though he has to think on that about Cas. ]
I wouldn't say a lot. He's rebellious, impulsive...competitive. So I guess we've got that in common. But he's pretty naïve, too.
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[She somehow doubts that warning will be received.]
I suppose an angel ought to be naive.
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[ what warning, where did it go ]
Yeah, he can't help it. But he's learning. He rebelled against heaven to help save the world, so that's a good start. Don't always gotta follow the orders your daddy sets for you.
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There's still a lot of shit I don't know anything about. You'll have to ask him about the Jesus thing.
But yeah I guess God is technically his dad. All the angels call him that, even if he's disappeared and hasn't been around for who knows how long. He created them, so...yeah.
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[That's a hell of a way to end up with daddy issues.]
But if he wants to explain it, I won't stop him.
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[ He smirks, leaning back in his chair and kicking a boot up on the table. ]
What, his Daddy Issues or Jesus?
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[That describes half her team, at least.]
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[ short ]
I bet you do, huh.
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can't spell when i drunk tag
so say we all
You're not wrong.