You said that. That I'm important.

[ He frowned at Dean quietly, sadly, and then he reached down, gathering up his cards and raising them toward his eyes. When Dean had thrown in his first pebble, Castiel matched him, and then reached out to turn over the cards. An jack of hearts, a ten of hearts, and a nine of spades. ]

I just worry, Dean. I've seen so much death, been responsible for so much of it. I don't want that to be all I leave behind--death and misery.