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Sep. 9th, 2013 01:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
There's no way he's getting across town.
He's healed up enough for the walk, however exhausting it might prove, but the chances of losing Castiel long enough to get to Ishiah's and getting away with it, even if Cas doesn't see him in action, are slim to none.
Idling down the hallway outside his apartment, Dean grimaces. This isn't a conversation he wants to have over the phone, and part of him's not convinced it even needs having at all. Dean might be stubborn, but so is Cas, and if Cas really wants to reclaim his grace there will be little Dean can do about it. Maybe he should talk to Robin instead - if anyone knows the tricks to dealing with one's resident angel, it will be him.
Nodding to himself, Dean takes the stairs up to Robin's floor, sweating but triumphant when he finally arrives in front of his door and knocks.
He's healed up enough for the walk, however exhausting it might prove, but the chances of losing Castiel long enough to get to Ishiah's and getting away with it, even if Cas doesn't see him in action, are slim to none.
Idling down the hallway outside his apartment, Dean grimaces. This isn't a conversation he wants to have over the phone, and part of him's not convinced it even needs having at all. Dean might be stubborn, but so is Cas, and if Cas really wants to reclaim his grace there will be little Dean can do about it. Maybe he should talk to Robin instead - if anyone knows the tricks to dealing with one's resident angel, it will be him.
Nodding to himself, Dean takes the stairs up to Robin's floor, sweating but triumphant when he finally arrives in front of his door and knocks.
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Date: 2013-09-10 05:05 pm (UTC)Fortunately, today, he isn't.
When a knock sounds on the door, Ishiah suspects that it's someone close to Robin, striding easily across the space without pause. Finding Dean waiting at the door, the line of his mouth hardens before he steps forward and lifts Dean into his arms to carry him inside.
"You could have asked him to meet you in a more central location," Ishiah says, kicking the door shut with the heel of his foot.
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