[That small kernel of information about his mother lights a small, warm feeling in his chest. The fact that angels had heard her, that they knew she did, too... even if they're all jerks, there's something nice about learning something else about his mom. Dean didn't talk about her much, and whatever he got out of Dad was limited and edged with everlasting mourning.]
Then I guess I'll keep doing it if it doesn't bother you or the other Castiel, I mean. It's better than some sappy diary
[Prayer isn't physical, isn't written word that a nosy older brother can find and tease you about.]
no subject
[That small kernel of information about his mother lights a small, warm feeling in his chest. The fact that angels had heard her, that they knew she did, too... even if they're all jerks, there's something nice about learning something else about his mom. Dean didn't talk about her much, and whatever he got out of Dad was limited and edged with everlasting mourning.]
Then I guess I'll keep doing it
if it doesn't bother you or the other Castiel, I mean.
It's better than some sappy diary
[Prayer isn't physical, isn't written word that a nosy older brother can find and tease you about.]
... Meditation? Like yoga?