[ castiel nods with some amount of hesitation. he doesn't like this situation at all. he doesn't like to think what rowena could do if she twisted jack to her own ends— and he isn't so sure she couldn't. but he also knows there's nothing he can do about it right now, if there's anything he can do about it at all.
he hopes sam is right to trust her.
his eyes slide back in jack's direction. ]
You get a choice.
[ of who to stay with. to stay with someone. not that he imagines he and sam would make good roommates, but he would have liked to have a choice. he may have a family, but he hasn't had a home in years. he lifts his free hand, then drops it again. half-heartedly waving away his own confession before he takes the last drink and drains his glass. ]
It doesn't matter. It's not like I need a place to sleep.
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he hopes sam is right to trust her.
his eyes slide back in jack's direction. ]
You get a choice.
[ of who to stay with. to stay with someone. not that he imagines he and sam would make good roommates, but he would have liked to have a choice. he may have a family, but he hasn't had a home in years. he lifts his free hand, then drops it again. half-heartedly waving away his own confession before he takes the last drink and drains his glass. ]
It doesn't matter. It's not like I need a place to sleep.