( He's already steeling himself up and packing feelings away one cardboard box at a time by the time Cas manages his reluctant surrender. It's not news, god knows they know-- he knows the rules. The constants. He's seen it happen often enough, though he'd never been so directly impacted by it. On a comparison scale to the rest of the crappy things that have happened to him over the past... entire life, this one is relatively minor. Easy for him to steamroll through and lock down.
His resolve is back when he turns, face stoic when he meets Castiel's eyes again. The flicker of confusion is brief, until he remembers that whole thing Cas can do. He doesn't see that one in action nearly as often as your standard top 10 hits.
He licks his lips like he's looking for a reason to be reluctant. The hesitance is a habit, it's knee-jerk, and after a beat he can't actually find one.
He's not sure, right off, whether or not this will make things better. Sharing a memory means he won't be carrying it alone, though it feels a little bit like a hollow knock-off. Like a plastic version, almost, except it's... not, is it? It's just all from Dean's perspective, lacking in context, missing whatever Cas might have been feeling at the time.
Maybe he'll feel the same things. Maybe he won't.
The pros outweigh the cons, so he concedes with a half-nod. )
Yeah, fine, alright. Probe me.
( Hands up, palms out, let's get it over with. The one Dean summons up in his mind is the first thing he can remember after Cas got there. It ain't exactly among their greatest hits, but it's an intel-packed debrief that might help shortcut a few questions Cas is bound to want answered. )
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His resolve is back when he turns, face stoic when he meets Castiel's eyes again. The flicker of confusion is brief, until he remembers that whole thing Cas can do. He doesn't see that one in action nearly as often as your standard top 10 hits.
He licks his lips like he's looking for a reason to be reluctant. The hesitance is a habit, it's knee-jerk, and after a beat he can't actually find one.
He's not sure, right off, whether or not this will make things better. Sharing a memory means he won't be carrying it alone, though it feels a little bit like a hollow knock-off. Like a plastic version, almost, except it's... not, is it? It's just all from Dean's perspective, lacking in context, missing whatever Cas might have been feeling at the time.
Maybe he'll feel the same things. Maybe he won't.
The pros outweigh the cons, so he concedes with a half-nod. )
Yeah, fine, alright. Probe me.
( Hands up, palms out, let's get it over with. The one Dean summons up in his mind is the first thing he can remember after Cas got there. It ain't exactly among their greatest hits, but it's an intel-packed debrief that might help shortcut a few questions Cas is bound to want answered. )