[ He could. Castiel was dumb enough to try and let an angry man with a pistol get close enough to put a bullet in his head, but Dean didn't do it. He plays at cruelty, at being hollow and soulless, but deep down...? No. he doesn't want to kill anyone. Especially not the innocent idiot behind the counter who hasn't lifted a finger to help or call the cops.
That's probably for the best, considering Dean's pretty sure he's wanted in Illinois, too. ]
I don't care.
[ Dean really, really doesn't care. He follows Castiel out the door, but puts plenty of distance between them as he starts to back towards the Impala, gun still cocked and aimed. ]
Whoever you are, I think it's time you hit the road.
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That's probably for the best, considering Dean's pretty sure he's wanted in Illinois, too. ]
I don't care.
[ Dean really, really doesn't care. He follows Castiel out the door, but puts plenty of distance between them as he starts to back towards the Impala, gun still cocked and aimed. ]
Whoever you are, I think it's time you hit the road.