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[happytobleed]

[ It's a different type of disorientation from the last time he'd left and come back. The last time, he'd been hurt, his grace half-torn from his body.

He's no stronger this time, even if it's on borrowed grace, but he's more composed and it's easy enough to reach into his pocket for the device that hadn't been there a moment earlier. ]

Can anyone tell me how long I've been gone? The last time I remember being here was shortly after we left the town. Maybe a few weeks.

[ It's clear that he's walking through a dim hall as he speaks, heading towards his living space. ]


[ Private to Dean ]

Dean, are you here?

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[foundacause]

Trust me, I'm a nurse.

[ Maybe Cas doesn't need a drink, but after news like that Meg definitely does.

And hey, it's not like Dean's going to get more dead while they drink! ]

[happytobleed]

I do trust you.

[ Somewhat. Mostly. About certain things. He cares for Meg and he knows that Meg cares for him, but he holds no illusions that she's no longer capable of repeating past actions. In this, he thinks he can trust her, though. ]

[foundacause]

[ What would be the point in going back to her old ways? It's not going to bring her back to life back home and it would alienate her from the one person who has ever really given a damn about her.

That's not to say she's not going to be a bad girl in other situations. Playing nice with the Winchesters is one thing. Playing nice with the whole of humanity? That's too much to ask of any demon.

She leans up on tiptoes to press a kiss against Cas's temple. ]

Let's get drunk.

[happytobleed]

Fine.

[ He bends his head to press their foreheads together. Back home there hadn't been much time since her death to think of her, but having her with him here reminds him of that spark that she has and the fact that she really had been there at one of his lowest moments, whether it had been self-serving or not. ]

[foundacause]

[ Sure, her actions had been self-serving in the beginning, maybe partly still are. But to her credit she has never hidden that fact. At least they can trust her to be untrustworthy.

He has done something to her though. He's touched something inside of her. Woken some small spark of humanity left within the tattered remains of her broken, twisted soul and nurtured it.

She takes his hand to lead him to the kitchen even though his hand dwarfs hers. ]