[ Dean doesn't say much about the gas attendant, but what he does say is interesting. He doesn't beg for his life or address the man. His life seems at the bottom of Dean's priority list, an inconvenience in a way that isn't cold but it's warm either, more resigned, and Castiel finds that fascinating.
Distracted, Castiel is slow to respond to Dean's question, and he seems a little flustered by it. ]
Ah, of course. My apologies.
[ He doesn't turn his back on Dean, but takes a long step backwards, pushing open the door, holding it open with his back so there's room enough for Dean to walk past, as if he's a polite fellow shopper rather than a religious fanatic attempting to essentially kidnap the man. ]
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Distracted, Castiel is slow to respond to Dean's question, and he seems a little flustered by it. ]
Ah, of course. My apologies.
[ He doesn't turn his back on Dean, but takes a long step backwards, pushing open the door, holding it open with his back so there's room enough for Dean to walk past, as if he's a polite fellow shopper rather than a religious fanatic attempting to essentially kidnap the man. ]