[ An hour? Four months of getting used to Cas having powers again and that's enough of a weird answer that it strikes him as odd. He's tired though, the Fluid in his hand wrapped around his wrist without a follow up question.
It's too cold to stay outside for any length of time right now with his body shaking and his bones rattling, but he's outside again, sat on one of the steps leading up to the front door when Cas finally appears.
Slowly.
Walking.
And that shouldn't be as weird as it is but Dean's looking at him with arched eyebrows. October was a lot, yeah, but this? One of the only points of familiarity he's got between before October and now is Cas' powers.
As for Dean himself he looks exhausted, pale, exactly like he's suffering from the very flu that's still gripping his every cell and making them ache. A spluttering cough catches in his throat the first time he tries to speak, and it takes a long few seconds for him to get it under control. A flask of water - just water, not holy - is plucked up from his side and he takes a long swig of it. ]
You found a new love for hiking or something?
[ He asks as soon as Cas has carefully stepped close enough to hear, because, despite the powers, in Dean's mind he'd still have to yell if the angel was too far away. Somewhere at the back of his mind he knows he doesn't need to, but that doesn't change things. ]
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It's too cold to stay outside for any length of time right now with his body shaking and his bones rattling, but he's outside again, sat on one of the steps leading up to the front door when Cas finally appears.
Slowly.
Walking.
And that shouldn't be as weird as it is but Dean's looking at him with arched eyebrows. October was a lot, yeah, but this? One of the only points of familiarity he's got between before October and now is Cas' powers.
As for Dean himself he looks exhausted, pale, exactly like he's suffering from the very flu that's still gripping his every cell and making them ache. A spluttering cough catches in his throat the first time he tries to speak, and it takes a long few seconds for him to get it under control. A flask of water - just water, not holy - is plucked up from his side and he takes a long swig of it. ]
You found a new love for hiking or something?
[ He asks as soon as Cas has carefully stepped close enough to hear, because, despite the powers, in Dean's mind he'd still have to yell if the angel was too far away. Somewhere at the back of his mind he knows he doesn't need to, but that doesn't change things. ]