[ Dean doesn't fight, doesn't kick at him once his legs are free. He just looks up at Castiel, open and honest for the first time since they started bickering and fighting and scuffling at the gas station. ]
That wound in your shoulder is leaking a lot of blood. I dunno how much your little operation taught you about bullets and anatomy and what bullets do to said anatomy, but uh - all I really gotta do is wait.
[ Honestly, maybe that's what Dean should do. Maybe he will. He lifts a shoulder, flashes a smirk and relaxes against the leather. ]
My guess is you've got less than an hour before you bleed out, just judging by what I see.
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[ Dean doesn't fight, doesn't kick at him once his legs are free. He just looks up at Castiel, open and honest for the first time since they started bickering and fighting and scuffling at the gas station. ]
That wound in your shoulder is leaking a lot of blood. I dunno how much your little operation taught you about bullets and anatomy and what bullets do to said anatomy, but uh - all I really gotta do is wait.
[ Honestly, maybe that's what Dean should do. Maybe he will. He lifts a shoulder, flashes a smirk and relaxes against the leather. ]
My guess is you've got less than an hour before you bleed out, just judging by what I see.