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Cas sighs and flexes his hands at his sides. The things he does for the Winchesters, and in this case, mainly Dean. He doesn't really understand this complex relationship with Crowley, and he would much rather break ties, but then his own relationship has gotten even more complicated. It was easier when they were at an uneasy level of cooperation, driven only by the sharing of a common goal. Now, though. Now he might owe something to Crowley.

He's played over Crowley feeding him that angel's grace over and over again, and he still doesn't understand it. At first, he thought he didn't want to understand it, but as he turns to go back inside the hotel room, his eyes fall on Crowley, and he can't help but wonder.

Is this what humanity does to them? Does it make them sentimental enough that they can't learn to let go of what they should?

"Do you need any help with... sigils?"