[ Being covered in...well, Purgatory was the least of his worries. He hadn't exactly been looking to be win any beauty pageants lately as he shifted Castiel on his shoulder, flexing his hand around his weapon when Jo spoke. It wasn't a voice he had ever thought he would hear again. Sure, he heard it once or twice. In the nightmares he had before he was sent to Purgatory. Typically she was blaming him about the things that had happened. It was his conscience in that sense. The reality of it was secondary as his gaze narrowed on her. She looked like...
She looked like she'd been attacked by a hellhound. Not something he was ready to see. But something he took in stride, nevertheless. ] Lookin' pretty good for a dead chick there, Jo. [ Not that he was ready to start conversations with dead people. Those never ended well as he did a once over on her before turning and beginning to make his retreat to somewhere less in the open. It made him feel naked at this point. Especially with Cas the way he was. ]
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She looked like she'd been attacked by a hellhound. Not something he was ready to see. But something he took in stride, nevertheless. ] Lookin' pretty good for a dead chick there, Jo. [ Not that he was ready to start conversations with dead people. Those never ended well as he did a once over on her before turning and beginning to make his retreat to somewhere less in the open. It made him feel naked at this point. Especially with Cas the way he was. ]