It might have been better if Robin had been dismissed from the discussion; even Robin knows that much now, consciously, but his temper and his mouth continue to be too quick for him, and his face grows hard as he looks between Ishiah and Castiel with eyes darkened nearly to black in irritation.
He folds his arms across his chest again where he sits, lifting the point of his chin. "You're asking a favor, you know. Dean has my synpathies, and I don't like hearing that the two of you are in troubled times. I do want you to find the best solution possible. I consider the two of you friends, as I consider Ishiah my friend, but I'm offering you a caution once, the same caution as Ishiah. Our values differ somewhere. If you are here for advice, ask for advice, and counsel, but don't come around listing demands and caveats. Ishiah has no obligation to you, he has his own commitments. As for myself, just who the Hell do you think I am? I don't take orders from an insolent little flash-in-the-pan who's lost his fangs."
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Date: 2014-03-16 12:43 am (UTC)He folds his arms across his chest again where he sits, lifting the point of his chin. "You're asking a favor, you know. Dean has my synpathies, and I don't like hearing that the two of you are in troubled times. I do want you to find the best solution possible. I consider the two of you friends, as I consider Ishiah my friend, but I'm offering you a caution once, the same caution as Ishiah. Our values differ somewhere. If you are here for advice, ask for advice, and counsel, but don't come around listing demands and caveats. Ishiah has no obligation to you, he has his own commitments. As for myself, just who the Hell do you think I am? I don't take orders from an insolent little flash-in-the-pan who's lost his fangs."