[ the little bird will discover a number of things in its time by castiel's window, chief among them being that the godless angel spends most of his time laying fully clothed in bed, doing nothing of note. though, occasionally, he gets out his city-ordained phone to look at the screen for a while, or even more occasionally, gets up and moves around the small apartment.
he never bothers to make himself tea, or get lunch or dinner. nor does he sleep (if the little robin watches long enough to notice such things).
eventually, though— inevitably, castiel will notice the visitor at his window. wildlife is rare in the lower city, after all. ]
Hello? Are you lost?
[ castiel's brow knits. suddenly, he begins to search his pockets. when he comes up with nothing, he looks disappointed. ]
[oh!! you can talk to him!! that's exciting. hello, not-human. the one from the trees wanted to see how you are doing. it's ok he doesn't need food he gave him some before he came down here and what are you doing?]
[the little bird hops closer to him. there there, not human. it looked like you were laying down. humans sleep laying down, right? do not-humans sleep like that? were you sleeping?]
[ he SHOULD be worried. he should be. everyone should be. ]
I used to have wings like that, but I don't anymore.
[ it's not why he doesn't sleep, but he's not going to confuse poor robin by trying to explain it. in his experience, they're very straightforward creatures. it's something to admire. ]
[ castiel won't want to move too much, because they're such delicate creatures, but he touches robin's little head with his fingertips, feeling slightly self-conscious. ]
Thank you. That's very kind.
[ guess you'll just have to ask him the next time you see him, huh? 😊 ]
[oh yes!! the bird will go on to tell him all about, the wind through its feathers, bird friends playing in the sky, all kinds of things.
Dionysus will listen quietly- it's always interesting to hear each individual creature's perception, even if he himself experienced it by flying with him. and it gives me Ideas]
[ castiel listens without interjection. he has no reason to interrupt, and once the little bird starts, it seems to work up quite the momentum. a bit like flying.
he only speaks again once the bird is done. ]
Thank you. That's very helpful.
[ at least someone is enjoying life here in the city. ]
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he never bothers to make himself tea, or get lunch or dinner. nor does he sleep (if the little robin watches long enough to notice such things).
eventually, though— inevitably, castiel will notice the visitor at his window. wildlife is rare in the lower city, after all. ]
Hello? Are you lost?
[ castiel's brow knits. suddenly, he begins to search his pockets. when he comes up with nothing, he looks disappointed. ]
Ah... sorry. I don't have any food.
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[ it takes a few moments for castiel to put two and two together.
but for everyone he's met, there's only one person he can imagine would be able to command— or ask— a creature for their help. ]
I'm... just... [ what is he doing? ] ...That's a surprisingly difficult question to answer.
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why? the bird tilts its little head at castiel. do you not know what you're doing?]
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No.
I don't think I do.
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[ he offers a smile. he wonders if the little bird understands what it means. ]
You must sleep comfortably, under your wing.
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Dionysus, meanwhile, is listening to this whole thing, being both a.) charmed and b.) worried about Castiel's........ everything.]
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I used to have wings like that, but I don't anymore.
[ it's not why he doesn't sleep, but he's not going to confuse poor robin by trying to explain it. in his experience, they're very straightforward creatures. it's something to admire. ]
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Dionysus is wondering why the fuck he had wings???]
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Thank you. That's very kind.
[ guess you'll just have to ask him the next time you see him, huh? 😊 ]
Could I ask you a favor?
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[ it's self-indulgent, but. well. he doesn't know that anyone is listening in. ]
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Dionysus will listen quietly- it's always interesting to hear each individual creature's perception, even if he himself experienced it by flying with him.
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he only speaks again once the bird is done. ]
Thank you. That's very helpful.
[ at least someone is enjoying life here in the city. ]
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[ what things does he like that aren't flying? ]
Dean. [ ... ] And Sam.
[ those aren't activities. ]
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AH I MISseD THIS
They're my friends.
Dean is, um. My best friend.
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[ the reality is... they don't spend much time together at all. but it's too sad a truth to put on robin's tiny back. ]
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