[ Using the seconds he's given by way of Cas collecting the cards and shuffling, Dean leans sideways for a moment, resting his elbow against his knee and shoving his fingers through his hair, trying to put himself back the way he'd come. He had to get a grip and keep a hold of it for Cas' sake, lest the angel be forced to pick up Dean's pieces as well.
After a second, he accepts the cards he's given - a jack of spades and a six of diamonds - nothing worth much, but he looks up to Cas' question, eyebrows raised.
Oh.
Well, alright. Let's do this, then. He doubts the topic is one that Cas wants to go into but if he brought it up then it's one he's truly serious about. And one that Dean needs to confront seriously, lest he ends up hurting Cas more in the process. ]
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After a second, he accepts the cards he's given - a jack of spades and a six of diamonds - nothing worth much, but he looks up to Cas' question, eyebrows raised.
Oh.
Well, alright. Let's do this, then. He doubts the topic is one that Cas wants to go into but if he brought it up then it's one he's truly serious about. And one that Dean needs to confront seriously, lest he ends up hurting Cas more in the process. ]
Think I remember all of 'em.