cas follows him with his eyes a moment longer, but he lets dean clean him up and drape his dry shirts over his body, feeling another pinch of emotion at the base of his throat. it's overwhelming, in the way it was overwhelming to feel they had no hope, when dean cursed him for giving up— except it isn't the same kind of overwhelming. he doesn't feel hopeless.
he just doesn't know what he does feel.
it doesn't take him long to slip off, after that. with dean's shirts sealing in enough of his body heat to warm him, the moment he's no longer cold he drops like a stone into unconsciousness. ]
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cas follows him with his eyes a moment longer, but he lets dean clean him up and drape his dry shirts over his body, feeling another pinch of emotion at the base of his throat. it's overwhelming, in the way it was overwhelming to feel they had no hope, when dean cursed him for giving up— except it isn't the same kind of overwhelming. he doesn't feel hopeless.
he just doesn't know what he does feel.
it doesn't take him long to slip off, after that. with dean's shirts sealing in enough of his body heat to warm him, the moment he's no longer cold he drops like a stone into unconsciousness. ]