Castiel straightens up, mouth set in a hard line as he follows Dean.
"It took his memories," he murmurs, gripping the edge of the counter. "I do not think it always does that. This place is getting more and more cruel. What do we do for him? As a child?"
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Date: 2015-01-06 08:05 pm (UTC)"It took his memories," he murmurs, gripping the edge of the counter. "I do not think it always does that. This place is getting more and more cruel. What do we do for him? As a child?"