"That doesn't make any sense," Dean growls, angry, even if it's not Castiel's fault, but he can't understand how he came to be here, freezing his balls off because of a few dozen bee stings.
"I had an electric blanket," he says, teeth chattering together, and Dean regards this as a good, if uncomfortable, development. Too hypothermic and he wouldn't be able to shiver at all. "Crank up the heat, make a whole pot of tea. You keep healing me, you're gonna exhaust yourself."
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Date: 2013-12-30 05:23 am (UTC)"I had an electric blanket," he says, teeth chattering together, and Dean regards this as a good, if uncomfortable, development. Too hypothermic and he wouldn't be able to shiver at all. "Crank up the heat, make a whole pot of tea. You keep healing me, you're gonna exhaust yourself."