[ Despite the truth, he blinks at the words in an attempt to understand them. Dean is... concerned they might lose it? Lose each other? It's reading too much into it probably, so he only shifts forward a bit to clasp his hands together and rest them between his knees. ]
There is nothing comfortable about this place, so I doubt that will be a problem.
[ But it's said softly, not an ounce of irony in something that might have once held it. He tips his head down to stare at the floor, still trying to piece together the words. Conversation had come naturally before, and even in their silences, it hadn't felt strained. Now, it's a noticeable difference Castiel isn't sure how to contend with. ]
Are you... [ His eyes flicker in his direction. ] How are you?
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Date: 2013-10-26 09:06 pm (UTC)There is nothing comfortable about this place, so I doubt that will be a problem.
[ But it's said softly, not an ounce of irony in something that might have once held it. He tips his head down to stare at the floor, still trying to piece together the words. Conversation had come naturally before, and even in their silences, it hadn't felt strained. Now, it's a noticeable difference Castiel isn't sure how to contend with. ]
Are you... [ His eyes flicker in his direction. ] How are you?