he stares owl-eyed out the window, wondering how connor presumably got here before him, his imagination filling with visions of booster jets growing from connor's feet and hands, or, more straightforwardly, connor running very very fast, like the roadrunner in those cartoons.
castiel rolls the window down. ]
Do you have booster jets?
[ oh yes. the gastropods. ]
They're all right. I've been keeping them watered, so I won't be able to stay here too long.
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he stares owl-eyed out the window, wondering how connor presumably got here before him, his imagination filling with visions of booster jets growing from connor's feet and hands, or, more straightforwardly, connor running very very fast, like the roadrunner in those cartoons.
castiel rolls the window down. ]
Do you have booster jets?
[ oh yes. the gastropods. ]
They're all right. I've been keeping them watered, so I won't be able to stay here too long.