[ What an odd response to have to those words. Dean's sudden hopeful pleasure makes Castiel falter, glancing up at him warily again. Whatever it is, Dean is proud of it, which is...it's just strange. He'd felt it, though, when he'd been in the dream, the feeling that the place had been a kind of home to Dean. It had felt safe, which had only meant the invasion had been even more frightening.
Castiel dropped his eyes away again. ]
Okay. [ A muscle twitched in his jaw. ] I was worse than the dream. I... [ He grimaced. ] I sent you back to Hell. I don't know why I'd do that.
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Castiel dropped his eyes away again. ]
Okay. [ A muscle twitched in his jaw. ] I was worse than the dream. I... [ He grimaced. ] I sent you back to Hell. I don't know why I'd do that.