The ability to actually experience human emotions and situations would definitely help any non-human entity understand humans a little more. There are plenty of people who would pay to watch a grown man change clothes; however, the laundromat is rarely ever the correct audience for that sort of thing. At the request, Lucy had smiled and baked two lemon meringue pies. Cas has one waiting for him at home after dinner tonight.
Lucy isn't sure it's bravery to bring a half angel child into this world so much as it is selfishness with a healthy dose of faith. She knew from the moment she started to entertain the idea, that neither Cas nor Jack would let her die if it were at all within their powers to prevent. Some days it's scary and she spends a lot of time miserable, but she's certain that it will be worth it when she's able to hold their baby in her arms.
Cas's urging to try the lemon pie gets a quizzical look from Dean. Unfortunately, by the time his Cas was human enough to enjoy food, society had devolved so much that their diets were more about survival than taste. Food that tastes good is, Dean has learned, a privilege and luxury. Of course, when you're starving all food is good food. He sticks his fork into the lemon pie and takes a bite, brows going up and delight tugging at the edges of his expression. "I will say this: she knows how to make a pie." It's high praise coming from this Dean. "This one your favorite?" he gestures to the lemon meringue.
Dean is doing more than surviving here, but he isn't quite really living either. He has gotten better than he was when he first arrived though. Cas's approach is a good one. With some time, and a little nudging, he'll get there. He may never be as content living among people as this universe's Dean though.
Dean automatically gets a little defensive, abandoning the pie for a moment. "It's about time, but why would I want to show up and ruin the whole day for them? He may not even want me there." This is why the two should actually talk.
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Date: 2024-09-11 08:39 pm (UTC)Lucy isn't sure it's bravery to bring a half angel child into this world so much as it is selfishness with a healthy dose of faith. She knew from the moment she started to entertain the idea, that neither Cas nor Jack would let her die if it were at all within their powers to prevent. Some days it's scary and she spends a lot of time miserable, but she's certain that it will be worth it when she's able to hold their baby in her arms.
Cas's urging to try the lemon pie gets a quizzical look from Dean. Unfortunately, by the time his Cas was human enough to enjoy food, society had devolved so much that their diets were more about survival than taste. Food that tastes good is, Dean has learned, a privilege and luxury. Of course, when you're starving all food is good food. He sticks his fork into the lemon pie and takes a bite, brows going up and delight tugging at the edges of his expression. "I will say this: she knows how to make a pie." It's high praise coming from this Dean. "This one your favorite?" he gestures to the lemon meringue.
Dean is doing more than surviving here, but he isn't quite really living either. He has gotten better than he was when he first arrived though. Cas's approach is a good one. With some time, and a little nudging, he'll get there. He may never be as content living among people as this universe's Dean though.
Dean automatically gets a little defensive, abandoning the pie for a moment. "It's about time, but why would I want to show up and ruin the whole day for them? He may not even want me there." This is why the two should actually talk.