[ Jack hesitates before taking the drink. Not because he's worried about himself, he knows he can't get drunk. It would take a lot more than what is in this room to accomplish that, and he also would never try. Not even in his most depressed state did he think about losing himself in a vice to numb the pain, because Jack was too new to the world. He just took all the pain freshly and suffered through no real escape. ]
At least sit down, Castiel.
[ If he sits he can take his liquor with him and won't be likely to fall down on his face again. Jack would rather Castiel be here where he can keep his eyes on him. He knows that's what Dean would want and expect him to do for any one of them. He sips his drink and makes a face. It's just all too sour for him, he likes sugary drinks. ]
Will you please let me heal you now? At least your face.
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At least sit down, Castiel.
[ If he sits he can take his liquor with him and won't be likely to fall down on his face again. Jack would rather Castiel be here where he can keep his eyes on him. He knows that's what Dean would want and expect him to do for any one of them. He sips his drink and makes a face. It's just all too sour for him, he likes sugary drinks. ]
Will you please let me heal you now? At least your face.