[ He flashes Cas a little wink, then pulls his shades back down over his eyes and kicks his feet up on his chair, crossing his ankles. For all he hates flying and floating death tubes, he's certainly acclimated himself.
Either that, or its the rum that's got him open and easy. Open to debate. ]
Yeah, squirrely little guy, weird shades. Red hair. You know him?
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[ He flashes Cas a little wink, then pulls his shades back down over his eyes and kicks his feet up on his chair, crossing his ankles. For all he hates flying and floating death tubes, he's certainly acclimated himself.
Either that, or its the rum that's got him open and easy. Open to debate. ]
Yeah, squirrely little guy, weird shades. Red hair. You know him?