[Castiel does nothing but watch her for a moment. It's rare that his face is unguarded, open, the masks of smiles and grins and drugs sliding aside. This is... Anna. The Anna he remembers, who led his garrison, who led him back when he was still worthy.
She's the one who helped unlock the massive doors inside of him keeping him in line, a mindless soldier to a cause his superiors chose.
Look how far he's fallen, Anna. Aren't you proud?
He huffs a laugh, bitter grin aimed at the ground instead of her.]
Look at you.
[All alive and whole, not at all like he left her.
His eyes come back up, the naked despair of a little brother tucked behind a broad grin and casual attitude. So unlike the Castiel he was when he threw her under the metaphorical bus.]
Went on a last stand kind of mission. Providing distraction while Dean went and got himself killed by Lucifer. His call, not mine, but. What are you gonna do.
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She's the one who helped unlock the massive doors inside of him keeping him in line, a mindless soldier to a cause his superiors chose.
Look how far he's fallen, Anna. Aren't you proud?
He huffs a laugh, bitter grin aimed at the ground instead of her.]
Look at you.
[All alive and whole, not at all like he left her.
His eyes come back up, the naked despair of a little brother tucked behind a broad grin and casual attitude. So unlike the Castiel he was when he threw her under the metaphorical bus.]
Went on a last stand kind of mission. Providing distraction while Dean went and got himself killed by Lucifer. His call, not mine, but. What are you gonna do.