[ He's drank at least a mouthful of the water by the time he's breathing air instead, maybe more, gagging a little on the taste of it as he coughs and continues to scramble for something to hold onto. His fingers brush Dean's hand gripping onto him, barely conscious of the silent curse or the look he's being given. The frigid sensation working through him is very much like waking up, lost and alone and utterly confused.
Castiel pushes him away and reaches out to grab the edge of the dock instead, teeth grit in an effort to calm himself. He's not afraid of the water, knows enough about swimming to keep himself afloat and not drown, but beyond that, there's a strange sort of tension in the dark below. Curious, deafening.
He feels dizzy, and by the time he manages to wipe at his face, he realizes his entire body is shaking. ]
At least I am - [ He breaks to cough again, spitting out what comes up. ] - willing to admit it.
[ And it's all he bothers to say, forcing his arms to work as he tries to pull himself from the water. ]
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Date: 2013-09-28 09:33 pm (UTC)Castiel pushes him away and reaches out to grab the edge of the dock instead, teeth grit in an effort to calm himself. He's not afraid of the water, knows enough about swimming to keep himself afloat and not drown, but beyond that, there's a strange sort of tension in the dark below. Curious, deafening.
He feels dizzy, and by the time he manages to wipe at his face, he realizes his entire body is shaking. ]
At least I am - [ He breaks to cough again, spitting out what comes up. ] - willing to admit it.
[ And it's all he bothers to say, forcing his arms to work as he tries to pull himself from the water. ]