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Um... I'm Castiel. Some of you know me, obviously. I sometimes show myself at the clinic--I'm a healer. Well. [ He looks down into his lap. ] I try to be. The ailment that so badly hit us last month was beyond my ability to remedy, and for that I am deeply sorry.

However if there is anything, any scrape, any...broken leg, or incurable sickness... I should be able to resolve it. Should be. Given the state of my powers here, it does seem to be a game of chance. But I have healed far worse in the past. It's better, surely, to let me try than to live with pain and scarring when I might help with both.

But that isn't what I was here to say, not really. I wanted to... I want to...

I haven't been very clear, and I feel that it's important, given the way things were, and the way things will likely be again. I hear you, all of you, when you turn to prayer. It's impossible to avoid, and while I understand that it is private... I just wanted to apologize, either way.

[ ooc: Castiel doesn't hear all character's prayers since you can opt out of that on his permissions post, however! It's a fun way to make new CR with him if you're interested; just drop him a prayer in his IC inbox! ]

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Bianca is not human, however, and at close range nothing about her is particularly humanlike except appearance: her body scent, her time sensitivity, the structure of her brain and even the cool, dense texture of her skin mark her out as something entirely other.

But then, so is Castiel, and it's largely that part of him that makes him so soothing for her. Her timeship is also a powerful extradimensional being, also voluntarily bound into a physical form out of a passion to help and serve, and even in Hadriel where they can't reach each other, their symbiosis is bound into her very atoms and her timeline. If it were practical, she would remain wrapped around Castiel for the rest of their time here.

Of course, it isn't practical, and eventually she peels herself loose with some reluctance.

"I've heard the Silent Hill district described that way, but I rather enjoy the atmosphere there. Humans are built to be alone in their minds. I find it not so much eerie as horrifying."

At the mention of the place, Castiel goes very quiet. His thoughts turn inward, his shoulders hunch. It's a different part of him, a different side of him, because as hard as he has been working to be himself, there is still that part of him that is just so very fragile, a sensitive creature who has done so much wrong, and feels the guilt of doing so wearing him down, affecting all of his actions past and present. He had done harm, and the possibility that he might do harm again is a threat, looming, almost desperate to cripple him once more.

And the Silent Hill event had done so much to him. Dean's demon self, the threat that would be faced if his tie to the Mark was ever pushed too far, and his own--the Leviathan, the creature that threatened all and everyone, while wearing the faces of their friends, a creation that had leapt right out of his own terrors and taken shape, ready to maim and kill more even though he had hoped that his part in it was done.

"Why would you seek it out, if you find it so terrible?"

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