[ Jack feels Castiel's gaze on him and pauses, tilting his head back at him curiously. Castiel doesn't look at him very often, it probably bothers him, this strange Nephilim that's been thrust upon two different versions of him. But then Castiel moves on without explanation. ]
I don't understand how you can be drunk. You're an angel.
[ Jack knows technically they can get drunk but it would take a great deal more than one bottle. Castiel being drunk bothers him, mostly because it only makes him worry more. There is no way that he can help him, he can't even stop him. He decides that it might be he has to simply support him in this endeavor and be around in case he needs anything.
Castiel 'babysat' him before. Now it's his turn. ]
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I don't understand how you can be drunk. You're an angel.
[ Jack knows technically they can get drunk but it would take a great deal more than one bottle. Castiel being drunk bothers him, mostly because it only makes him worry more. There is no way that he can help him, he can't even stop him. He decides that it might be he has to simply support him in this endeavor and be around in case he needs anything.
Castiel 'babysat' him before. Now it's his turn. ]
You can't get alcohol poisoning, can you?