Then why didn't you finish it? [ He takes one step in, hardly an inch of space between them now. Castiel can't even remember the last time they had been this close, usually separated by half their camp the majority of the time and missions aside.

When he looks at him, he sees the same face he's known for years. The same turn of his mouth, the same crease in his brow. The same unrecognizable expression of hardship and guilt. ] I will always go where you go. You didn't make that choice for me, and you still don't.

[ He'd walked in knowing the consequences and indifferent toward them. Even now, it had been worth it. ]