[This is all pretty unfair. There sits Castiel, being all reassuring and big-brotherly, robbing him of the chance to be angry at him. While telling him that God would really just like to get to know them, making it sound like some kind of family...bond...thing....instead of the fractured reality he's actually started to accept.
He really wants to lash out, verbally, physically, because things don't work this way. They just don't.
Instead, he laughs, like he's thinking of some private joke, instead of buying time.] There's that free will thing again, hm? Well, I won't refuse, but I'd rather cross the bridge when I come to it.
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He really wants to lash out, verbally, physically, because things don't work this way. They just don't.
Instead, he laughs, like he's thinking of some private joke, instead of buying time.] There's that free will thing again, hm? Well, I won't refuse, but I'd rather cross the bridge when I come to it.