[ There's nothing but the faint trace of muscles working at Dean's jaw and a line between his brows in response for a while, and he just watches on as Cas inspects the room like he has any right to. It needles, like always, but he says nothing and leans down so he can pluck the bottle of whiskey up off the floor. ]
You're probably gonna need this.
[ It's probably the nicest thing he's done for Cas in a while. Suturing his wounds doesn't count because he willed those injuries into existence. This isn't that. He waits for Cas to take the bottle from him and then leans back against the wall with paint peeling off of it. Like he's got time for a damn headboard or redecorating. ]
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You're probably gonna need this.
[ It's probably the nicest thing he's done for Cas in a while. Suturing his wounds doesn't count because he willed those injuries into existence. This isn't that. He waits for Cas to take the bottle from him and then leans back against the wall with paint peeling off of it. Like he's got time for a damn headboard or redecorating. ]