[ the moment means more to dean than he can say, but for now it's time to move on. he doesn't look at cas for a long moment either, instead casting a look around-- they're alone, surprisingly enough, and it's only then that he turns to look at his friend again. cas' neck is bruising clearly, the sight twisting something inside of him. ]
Yes.
[ he lingers then, could leave but...
he offers his hand to cas instead. come on, get up. it's hesitant, like he doesn't have the right to offer help but he does anyway, owes it to the other man. cas had helped him here whether he realizes it or not. ]
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Date: 2014-02-25 09:04 pm (UTC)Yes.
[ he lingers then, could leave but...
he offers his hand to cas instead. come on, get up. it's hesitant, like he doesn't have the right to offer help but he does anyway, owes it to the other man. cas had helped him here whether he realizes it or not. ]
Come on. [ beat. ] You should get that looked at.