It wouldn't be hard to track down Chuck if he wanted. Of course it's a good
choice on his part that he not. After all, Chuck is privy to his story too;
he was there. Hunting the former God down might cause more distress than
relief. It's an even better choice that Dean chooses to listen.
While Ruby and Sam want a small private wedding, a few extra or new friends
attending wouldn't be unwelcome. (Setting Dean up there might be possible.
After would be more ideal but it wouldn't change the focus of the wedding
either.)
The last thing Cas would do is take Sam towards danger (unless asked. He
still hesitates when his own Winchesters involve him with their crazier
ideas.) Ruby will receive an apology when he reflects on what he's done,
after the two make up of course. He means well. The chances are Sam will
have to walk back after the conversation so it will be a while.
Cas has an air of pride in helping out. He has no further words for Dean
before he turns to watch him exit and vanishes to give the brothers space.
The only thing staying behind is Lucy's bag of treats.
Outside, Sam takes a moment to get his barings. It's clear from the start
Cas had appeared next to him with a hello and dropped him infront of Dean's
cabin. He only seen it a few times up close or in passing. It wasn't a
frequent place to pass by on the outskirts of town. A figure out the
threshold quickly grabs his attention as he was looking for where the angel
went in protest.
His arms lift up, half way, and fall back to his sides as a means to let go
of his confusion. "Right, Castiel... Doesn't matter if I was in the middle
of something." The complaint is more about Castiel and comes iut under his
breath. The angel and him unfortunately did not have a good relationship in
their timeline. The impression their Castiel had marked on his sense of
being sometimes remained as the boy with the demon blood. How could another
version of Cas see him any differently? He brushes that aside for the time
being and puzzles a look. "You were coming to see me? Why?"
The invite to come inside isn't clear yet, yet he walks and stops at bottom
of the steps. The indication he'd like an invite in or, better yet, to sit
on the steps is evident.
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Date: 2024-11-09 11:29 pm (UTC)It wouldn't be hard to track down Chuck if he wanted. Of course it's a good choice on his part that he not. After all, Chuck is privy to his story too; he was there. Hunting the former God down might cause more distress than relief. It's an even better choice that Dean chooses to listen.
While Ruby and Sam want a small private wedding, a few extra or new friends attending wouldn't be unwelcome. (Setting Dean up there might be possible. After would be more ideal but it wouldn't change the focus of the wedding either.)
The last thing Cas would do is take Sam towards danger (unless asked. He still hesitates when his own Winchesters involve him with their crazier ideas.) Ruby will receive an apology when he reflects on what he's done, after the two make up of course. He means well. The chances are Sam will have to walk back after the conversation so it will be a while.
Cas has an air of pride in helping out. He has no further words for Dean before he turns to watch him exit and vanishes to give the brothers space. The only thing staying behind is Lucy's bag of treats.
Outside, Sam takes a moment to get his barings. It's clear from the start Cas had appeared next to him with a hello and dropped him infront of Dean's cabin. He only seen it a few times up close or in passing. It wasn't a frequent place to pass by on the outskirts of town. A figure out the threshold quickly grabs his attention as he was looking for where the angel went in protest.
His arms lift up, half way, and fall back to his sides as a means to let go of his confusion. "Right, Castiel... Doesn't matter if I was in the middle of something." The complaint is more about Castiel and comes iut under his breath. The angel and him unfortunately did not have a good relationship in their timeline. The impression their Castiel had marked on his sense of being sometimes remained as the boy with the demon blood. How could another version of Cas see him any differently? He brushes that aside for the time being and puzzles a look. "You were coming to see me? Why?"
The invite to come inside isn't clear yet, yet he walks and stops at bottom of the steps. The indication he'd like an invite in or, better yet, to sit on the steps is evident.