Dean stops, just like that, and stares even harder at Cas, because that doesn't make sense. Cas fucked off with the angel tablet, and that was that, but what is he talking about now?
He brushes off Tessa's hand gently, and shakes his head at the bit about a reward. "No, it's god being an asshole again," he snarls, and feels Tessa's hand rest on his shoulderblade like she can still him, leech out some of that anger.
"This isn't right, Cas. How the hell are you okay with it?"
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Dean stops, just like that, and stares even harder at Cas, because that doesn't make sense. Cas fucked off with the angel tablet, and that was that, but what is he talking about now?
He brushes off Tessa's hand gently, and shakes his head at the bit about a reward. "No, it's god being an asshole again," he snarls, and feels Tessa's hand rest on his shoulderblade like she can still him, leech out some of that anger.
"This isn't right, Cas. How the hell are you okay with it?"