
❝ i HIGHLY doubt that. ❞ a snort escaped his lips shortly after his words ; it didn’t matter if castiel just feared anything, in his mind, he barely trusted the angel to NOT smite him where he stood. though, most of the angels he came across were SMITE and not talk — though, there also were REASONS for that. if ky had a choice, he would have KILLED all of them, but he barely could hold his own against ONE — let alone an army.
either way, he took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly. he couldn’t just RUN away from this — not when he had an ANGEL who seemed to CARE on his trail,
❝ —- i don’t think… ❞ he trailed off for a few moments as he made his way to open the door,
❝ —– i’m FINE, cas. ❞ he wasn’t, not by a long shot as it was already clear his body was COVERED in deep cuts, but in his mind, that was his OWN problem and no one else’s,
❝ really, i am.❞