"I do not know you," Castiel gasps out before coughing up more water. "I cannot sense you, are you one of them?" He backs up, useless legs folding under him as he tries to get away. He can't sense anything. The world has gone mute. "How did this happen?"
"What are you, then?" he demands, forced to let this man hold him up. He is as helpless as a baby and it is demeaning and inconvenient. "I am an angel of the Lord, I have friends back where I came from in danger and I need to return."
He does not know if there would be anything to return to, but he must try.
Castiel blinks up at him and carefully extracts his arm. "You are no such thing," he states, voice tight at the blasphemy of claiming otherwise. "I know the names of all my brothers and you are not one of them."
Castiel does not fidget, he doesn't. But he does pause. Not because he thinks this man is necessarily an angel, but because it would be like his Father to completely keep something like secret brothers from him.
"Why would He keep us from each other? Why would He not tell us of others?"
"I no longer have your ease with accepting His silence and insistence on secrecy," he spits out, running a hand over his clothes, watching the blood and inky black swirl away in the water.
"I am not injured, not anymore," he says, eyeing the man carefully. If he is, somehow, what he says he is, perhaps no one will understand better. But in the same way, no one would understand the level of blasphemy that Castiel has committed. "God has abandoned Heaven. It is...chaos. I was trying to help and it did not go well."
"He gave no warning, no reply and his absence was confirmed by Joshua himself," Castiel growls, noticing the fine tremors starting in his hands. He is...uncomfortable. This vessel is uncomfortable.
"The apocalypse was averted and all was chaos. There were many powers vying for control of Heaven and Hell. I...I tried to help," he explains, eyes flitting up to his. He does not know what to think. He is either telling the truth or a very clever demon. "It was not the correct course of action and I would rather not say more at this time. How was it when you came here?"
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He does not know if there would be anything to return to, but he must try.
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"Why would He keep us from each other? Why would He not tell us of others?"
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"I am not injured, not anymore," he says, eyeing the man carefully. If he is, somehow, what he says he is, perhaps no one will understand better. But in the same way, no one would understand the level of blasphemy that Castiel has committed. "God has abandoned Heaven. It is...chaos. I was trying to help and it did not go well."
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"The apocalypse was averted and all was chaos. There were many powers vying for control of Heaven and Hell. I...I tried to help," he explains, eyes flitting up to his. He does not know what to think. He is either telling the truth or a very clever demon. "It was not the correct course of action and I would rather not say more at this time. How was it when you came here?"
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