You know, not that I have any intention of, you know, becoming like that. But it strikes me as odd that you would not encourage such behaviour at least to some extent. Are you not cheering Sam on, whenever the woman does not happen to be a literal demon?
[Castiel shakes his head.]
I, I prefer it. A lot. To solitude. I just... all this time, I just wanted to come home. [So maybe he sounds a bit childlike and lost with that sentence. Home isn't a physical place for him. Home used to be the Host, but the Host has not been Home in a long time. Home is the small of fuel and leather, discussing translations with Sam, trying to look stern while Dean goads him to try the pie. That's home. He just wants to come home again.] Psychiatric wards are, are unpleasant places, Dean. It was good you got Sam out. No alcohol, Dean. I mean it. I will tell the bees. And your mother.
This thread is just FEELS, ALL THE FEELS, lighthea- NO ACTUALLY STILL FEELS
[Castiel shakes his head.]
I, I prefer it. A lot. To solitude. I just... all this time, I just wanted to come home. [So maybe he sounds a bit childlike and lost with that sentence. Home isn't a physical place for him. Home used to be the Host, but the Host has not been Home in a long time. Home is the small of fuel and leather, discussing translations with Sam, trying to look stern while Dean goads him to try the pie. That's home. He just wants to come home again.] Psychiatric wards are, are unpleasant places, Dean. It was good you got Sam out. No alcohol, Dean. I mean it. I will tell the bees. And your mother.