[ The hope gone, Dean sits back on his heels, looking away from Cas, leaning back against the wall. He can't look at him, this man who dragged him into this, who told him lies and spouted untruths, who told him he would be revered but instead he is reviled. ]
I don't trust you, either.
[ His voice is flat, hollow, but he tips his head to look at Cas, eyes narrowed, the expression on his face clenched and angry. Convince him to stay, peacefully.
Like training an animal. That's what he is. An animal in training to be...What? Attack dog? Guard dog? Servant? Mule? Something worse? ]
Hey. Look at me. [ Because Cas should see it, what his beliefs have cost, what Dean looks like, days later. ] Look at me and tell me why I'm here.
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I don't trust you, either.
[ His voice is flat, hollow, but he tips his head to look at Cas, eyes narrowed, the expression on his face clenched and angry. Convince him to stay, peacefully.
Like training an animal. That's what he is. An animal in training to be...What? Attack dog? Guard dog? Servant? Mule? Something worse? ]
Hey. Look at me. [ Because Cas should see it, what his beliefs have cost, what Dean looks like, days later. ] Look at me and tell me why I'm here.