Castiel's eyes drop closed at Robin's words, not trusting the treacherous way they sting. There are parts of being human that have lingered and he wishes emotional volatility were not one of them.
He nods at them both, feeling suddenly unmoored and uncertain when an hour ago he'd felt confident in what he'd wanted to do. He wants to look to Dean to know if he is truly doing the wrong thing, if he ought to hand over his own 'kill-switch' but he has caused this mess. It's not for Dean to clean up.
"I appreciate your help, Ishiah, and your council, Robin," he manages, steeling himself before opening his eyes.
"I truly do. I will return soon and we can practice the incantation you will require.
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Date: 2014-03-19 04:21 am (UTC)He nods at them both, feeling suddenly unmoored and uncertain when an hour ago he'd felt confident in what he'd wanted to do. He wants to look to Dean to know if he is truly doing the wrong thing, if he ought to hand over his own 'kill-switch' but he has caused this mess. It's not for Dean to clean up.
"I appreciate your help, Ishiah, and your council, Robin," he manages, steeling himself before opening his eyes.
"I truly do. I will return soon and we can practice the incantation you will require.