Yeah, well, he also knows he'd fucking kill you if he lost even a moment of control — Lucifer would, anyway. Therefore Sam would, because he's the one who let the devil in, in the first place. Even now, sitting here... that indescribable thirst for blood is just as agonizing as it was before he'd said yes. (He'd rather not think about the months leading up to the yes; he'd rather not think of the years leading up to the yes).
Even still, though... Dean's got that kind of effect on him. He calls it a fight, and while Sam feels unworthy of kind of description — he's not some knight on a horse, here — it does... ease something in him.]
... Alright.
[He nods.]
Already in the middle of a fight. But... if you guys get yourselves into trouble you can't get out of, will you at least — promise me to reach out to Castiel? Pray to him? Or if you can, call someone. I'm sure the reception's bad, but...
Just don't wait until it's hopeless down there, if it comes to it.
[He clears his throat, looking down again.
Admitting this was kind of scary, honestly, but... he's come this far, hasn't he?]
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I know you'd have my back.
Yeah, well, he also knows he'd fucking kill you if he lost even a moment of control — Lucifer would, anyway. Therefore Sam would, because he's the one who let the devil in, in the first place. Even now, sitting here... that indescribable thirst for blood is just as agonizing as it was before he'd said yes. (He'd rather not think about the months leading up to the yes; he'd rather not think of the years leading up to the yes).
Even still, though... Dean's got that kind of effect on him. He calls it a fight, and while Sam feels unworthy of kind of description — he's not some knight on a horse, here — it does... ease something in him.]
... Alright.
[He nods.]
Already in the middle of a fight. But... if you guys get yourselves into trouble you can't get out of, will you at least — promise me to reach out to Castiel? Pray to him? Or if you can, call someone. I'm sure the reception's bad, but...
Just don't wait until it's hopeless down there, if it comes to it.
[He clears his throat, looking down again.
Admitting this was kind of scary, honestly, but... he's come this far, hasn't he?]
I really — need you guys.