"I rarely spent much time flying around without a specific mission, which didn't include alien searching," Castiel murmurs a little sadly, leaning into Dean's hand like a cat.
His eyes widen sluggishly as he sees Noah start to cry, wondering at how a ghost manages to produce actual tears. He wonders if the molecular structure is like regular tears.
"Noah, if you do actually float away, Derek probably cannot keep you anchored. You should let me know so I can try and do something. Something...something grace-like. Because I am very old and very powerful."
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Date: 2016-06-17 01:14 am (UTC)His eyes widen sluggishly as he sees Noah start to cry, wondering at how a ghost manages to produce actual tears. He wonders if the molecular structure is like regular tears.
"Noah, if you do actually float away, Derek probably cannot keep you anchored. You should let me know so I can try and do something. Something...something grace-like. Because I am very old and very powerful."