[ The offer of compliance is more than Castiel is expecting from Dean, and he looks at Dean with a confused mix of appreciation and concern. ]
Thank you. ...I will.
[ The joke either goes completely over Castiel's head, or else he's just incredibly good at deadpan humor, because there's no lift in his tone of voice or quirk to his lips to indicate that he's anything that entirely serious as he diagnoses Dean. ]
Then we'll have to amputate, I'm afraid. I'll go get the bone saw.
[ He stands, also, as if he intends to do just that, though of course he doesn't. If Dean's leg actually is bad enough that his toes have gone necrotic, that might be as good an excuse to get him out of here as any. No matter how valuable he is to Michael or anyone else, surely they wouldn't deny him proper medical attention beyond their own capabilities to treat. ]
no subject
Thank you. ...I will.
[ The joke either goes completely over Castiel's head, or else he's just incredibly good at deadpan humor, because there's no lift in his tone of voice or quirk to his lips to indicate that he's anything that entirely serious as he diagnoses Dean. ]
Then we'll have to amputate, I'm afraid. I'll go get the bone saw.
[ He stands, also, as if he intends to do just that, though of course he doesn't. If Dean's leg actually is bad enough that his toes have gone necrotic, that might be as good an excuse to get him out of here as any. No matter how valuable he is to Michael or anyone else, surely they wouldn't deny him proper medical attention beyond their own capabilities to treat. ]