Date: 2019-08-23 07:40 am (UTC)
poetryforfish: yes this is a broken up Prairie Home Companion reference, sue me (Default)
"I didn't realize." Castiel frowned. "She hasn't said anything to me about it." He would talk to her, then. He knew his way around grief--or more to the point, what happened when you just sat on it by yourself. And from a certain perspective (many, even) he owed it to her. "And it's true that our world seems bleaker the more time we spend in yours."

He tensed at the mention of going through another world's Lucifer to get to the demon apparently waiting on deck. His own was enough of a handful. "If you're confident in her, I am confident in your choice. But you will have to watch carefully, if she is a true demon. Crowley is... hardly standard fare."
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