[ He doesn't think twice about grabbing Cas up, something he probably would have thought twice about, were he in his natural environment. Being yanked out of his reality and promptly deposited into another does something to a guy, and he still hasn't determined just yet if it's good or bad.
Remains to be seen. ]
Oh--
[ He eases back, then claps Cas on the shoulder, expression shifting from excitement to sheepishness, fingers digging into his shoulder, hand not yet falling. He's solid under Dean's hand, real - tangible. There's a shift somewhere behind his ribs, something tightly wound that eases, just a fraction, like he can take a sip of air and get the tiniest bit more oxygen into his lungs, now. ]
It's the sunscreen. Nice shirt, by the way. Pick that up at the gift shop?
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Remains to be seen. ]
Oh--
[ He eases back, then claps Cas on the shoulder, expression shifting from excitement to sheepishness, fingers digging into his shoulder, hand not yet falling. He's solid under Dean's hand, real - tangible. There's a shift somewhere behind his ribs, something tightly wound that eases, just a fraction, like he can take a sip of air and get the tiniest bit more oxygen into his lungs, now. ]
It's the sunscreen. Nice shirt, by the way. Pick that up at the gift shop?