[ Dean was doing fine, and the garden doesn't really need much tending. Getting it started is the hard part, and Dean had managed that on his own. But it's something Cas can do to feel useful, besides counting provisions and, you know, doing shit all but getting high.

Cas does need any help, just like Dean didn't. Not physically, at least. They need it in other ways, though, and the offer alone has Cas smiling. ]

Yeah. Help would be appreciated, as long as I'm not keeping our big boss man away from his, uh... more pressing duties around camp.

[ Because that's what this is now. It's Dean's home, but it's just another camp of wayward survivors. Cas knows how to feel about it. It's not best case scenario, maybe, but it feels like home. Cas wouldn't want to be anywhere else. ]