[ His conviction is lacking, mostly because he feels like shit and he's not letting go of that pant leg, because it's solid and he's been down here so damn long without any real human interaction he's reluctant to let Cas leave again.
Dean gropes for his wrist again with his spare hand, gripping, closing his eyes and leaning into the touch. ]
Don't...don't go.
[ It would be really, really easy for Castiel to manipulate Dean at this point. Cas is the one that brought him food. That came to him, that washed his hands and offered water to drink and wipe his face, that offers to treat his wounds. It isn't Dean's fault if he's getting a little attached. ]
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[ His conviction is lacking, mostly because he feels like shit and he's not letting go of that pant leg, because it's solid and he's been down here so damn long without any real human interaction he's reluctant to let Cas leave again.
Dean gropes for his wrist again with his spare hand, gripping, closing his eyes and leaning into the touch. ]
Don't...don't go.
[ It would be really, really easy for Castiel to manipulate Dean at this point. Cas is the one that brought him food. That came to him, that washed his hands and offered water to drink and wipe his face, that offers to treat his wounds. It isn't Dean's fault if he's getting a little attached. ]