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Hello.

My name is Castiel, and I'm a healer. I'm pleased to tell you that I will now be available at the clinic for any purpose between healing a scratch and bringing you back from the brink of death. I would like to speak to anyone whose needs may be different from those of the average person, in particular if your physiology isn't human, or human similar. I can't heal my own kind, but it may be possible for me to assist others; I would simply prefer not to discover such flaws in an emergency.

Um. It's nice to meet you, if you're new here.

[ Unbeknownst to Castiel as he texts back to people his phone will also broadcast video of him as he texts with one of these two snapchat features auto-activated throughout the entire conversation. His text is also white. So fun. Want to tell him what's happening? ]

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[ Castiel nodded, thoughtfully, angling his head again. ]

Um... Hm. [ He knows what he wants to say, he's just working out how to approach it. ] Dean had to fight a demon far worse than any you faced together, a Knight of Hell. He took on a mark, a curse, which... It's a powerful thing. It makes him a dangerous opponent, in battle. But it also...it fills him with such rage that he has difficulty controlling it. He fears what it will make him become.

...A Knight of Hell? [She'd never heard of it, but they had all just been scratching the surface of things when she was alive, right?

But taking on a curse...She shakes her head, taking a deep breath.]

He's such an idiot.

He's...

[ He blinks at the statement. An idiot? Dean? ]

I think it was very noble.

[Jo isn't going to back down from that description.]

Yeah, sure, it was noble, but it was still stupid. [Did he know what he was in for? Was there anyone else who might have helped?]

He doesn't always have to do everything.

It's all he's ever known.

[ He looks a little morose, now. She has a point, it is stupid, but that's what older brothers do, right? Well. Human older brothers. Angel older brothers just suck balls. ]

I know.

[She knows, and she loves him for it, even if it leads to stupid decisions on his part.]

It's still stupid.

[ Castiel sighed, softly, and folded his hands in his lap. Exasperated noises weren't his norm, but the Mark of Cain worried him. ]

I'm worried about him. We're trying to work through it, but I know he finds the experience discomforting.

Working through somethin'? Yeah, I bet. [Okay, maybe that's a little unfair, but she's frustrated. How dare he.]

Can I do anything to help you help him? [She doubts Dean would let her try directly.]

[ Castiel nodded thoughtfully. There were things that he could use Jo's help for. For one thing, the gods here had some power, and perhaps he could entreat Jo's help for satisfying Desire's needs, for instance, if need be.

How do you solve a problem like Dean Winchester? You get help. And you don't compare him to a nun, because that shit's not going to fly. ]

I'll think of something. Mostly... Dean has to hunt, sometimes, to satisfy his urges. Sam keeps an eye on him sometimes, but it would be useful to be able to spread that burden.

I can do that. If Dean lets me. [She has a feeling he'd protest ~~and this is even before he locks her in her apartment~~.]

Anything else?

I don't know, yet. [ He considers, thoughtfully. ] He has strong feelings about you, so perhaps that may come into it.

[ Wow way to be gentle, Cas. ]

[Oh, God.

Jo looks away for a long moment. This is something she doesn't think either of them really want to figure out. Dean felt guilty for her death, she knew that much, but...

Well.

She shakes her head. That's her answer, Cas.]

[ Castiel paused, quiet, giving her a moment to consider it, or reconsider perhaps, before he angled his face upward, looking at the ceiling instead. ]

I know it's not... It isn't how we usually do things. He doesn't face his feelings, and while that would make things no more difficult than usual for him under normal circumstances, here, cursed as he is, in a place where your emotions yield power to gods, it is a danger that must be overcome.

He needs help, and I am trying. But you haven't been here long. It is not your burden.

Edited 2016-07-31 19:47 (UTC)

[Oh, that's not what she meant. She sighs quietly, rubbing her face with annoyance.]

I'm not going to ignore him. It's gonna affect me too.

Of course it will. Of course. [ He chewed his lip. ] We all have our demons to bear. But his...his is real.

If he becomes the thing I saw in the fog, our own emotions will be the least of our concerns.

What did you see, Castiel? [If she's going to be involved in all of this, she thinks she deserves to know.

Even if the possibilities worry her.]

[ His attention slipped away from the ceiling, but now it went to his hands, which he squeezed firmly in his lap. He was nervous, unsettled. Speaking about Dean's emotions to anyone but Dean felt like it was mistreating him, somehow.

But more than that, he could still feel the despair of being in the Devil's Trap with that creature, pinned down, its breath on his throat, ready to kill him. ]

A demon. A demon stronger than I am; stronger than I was. It almost killed him. It would have killed me. [ Or worse. ]

[Jo goes pale. A demon. Stronger than Castiel...And it was still in the city? Wonderful. That was just what they needed.]

Where is it? Not in the caves?

[ Castiel hesitates, and turns his inscrutable gaze on her. Hadn't he been clear? ] It's inside him. It's what the fog showed us. His future, if he doesn't control the curse.

[He may have been clear, but she was hoping she misunderstood.

She hadn't. If it was possible for her to go more pale, she would, but it probably isn't at this point.]

So we'll stop it.

And if it takes him?

[ Castiel knows the answer to that, he just doesn't want to be the one who says it out loud. ]

[Jo doesn't want to say it either. She sighs quietly.]

We'll figure it out.

[ Castiel rose again, slowly, folding his arms across his chest. ]

I don't... [ Want to think about it any more. Want to talk about it any more. ] Is there anything else you're looking for? Food? Clothes?

[Jo doesn't really want to talk about it either. The change of topic comes with a wave of relief.]

I found some food, but clothes are proving harder.

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