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Training was his life. Training was the first thing he remembered. Was there even any other thing going on in his life?
But that was different. Still, he was not nervous nor scared. Just... curious.
“When do we start?”
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He’s stealth. He was raised to be like that at all times, so sometimes he doesn’t even know it. Anakin hopes he didn’t scare her, walking inside the house. “How long until ‘i’m sorry’ just doesn’t cut it?”
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“You seem intrigued by the designs. Have you not had a proper look at my creations before?”
“Must you insist on the title you have given me?”
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Things Unspoken
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There was far too much at stake. And words would never be enough. The Angel looked at him with an innocence that confounded Dean. It made him ill at ease if he was completely honest. After everything that he had put Castiel through--yet he was still stood in front of him. A look of befuddlement on his face. Dean’s eyes followed the angular lines of his jaw as he spoke. Offering words of forgiveness that Dean did not deserve. Not after everything he’d done.
“Cas, stop,” his tone was gruff, worn.
Two words. Simple enough, but it had a lot riding behind it. He wanted to drop it. Going demon was unforgivable. No matter the reason. He had lost that part of himself and things would never be the same.
