Castiel took a moment to respond. Not because of who the individual in front of him was, but because of what he looked like. He was staring at the wings. Like his, but black. Well taken care of.
He wasn't expecting wings.
"It's... never been a strength, I admit." He stared a moment longer, then blinked. "I am Castiel. I'm sorry, I had thought--I was under the impression that you were a demon, not a former recruit of Lucifer's."
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Date: 2018-08-06 01:04 am (UTC)He wasn't expecting wings.
"It's... never been a strength, I admit." He stared a moment longer, then blinked. "I am Castiel. I'm sorry, I had thought--I was under the impression that you were a demon, not a former recruit of Lucifer's."