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[wingsandwill]

I don't understand how humans survive.

[Someone has a cold.]

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[thelightbringer]

[He straightens in surprise. He's impressed, even.]

You've been talking to her about it?

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

I broached the subject with her during the traps event, but she didn't seem interested. However she mentioned it to me again recently, and had seemingly changed her opinion.

[thelightbringer]

[His smile is a little pained as he thinks what could have caused her to rethink her decision. But it's still good news, no matter how she comes back. If she comes back.]

Well, I have to hand it to you, then. You're the miracle worker. She could have come to me or Gabriel to tell us; there's a reason she didn't.

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

It will make the process easier, if we are all functioning as a group, both here and once we are able to return, in changing things.

[thelightbringer]

Especially with her. She probably won't be able to convince Michael at home, but we can figure that out.

Drink up, you're skin and bones and your nose is stuffed. [He's good at the Mother Hen tone, surprisingly. Except that he's teasing.]

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

She may or may not, but she has a chance. She is also considering the possibility of other worlds holding a potential cure for the damage to her and your grace.

[thelightbringer]

Are you learning how to spot humor?

[That's actually an honest question. And is in no way a deflection so he can absorb the idea of a world where he wouldn't be in mind-shredding, heart-stopping agony every second of his existence. Nope.]

...Does she have any--ah, any evidence that we could be healed? And you don't need to pretend she counted me into her little Florence Nightingale party. She'd just as soon leave me to burn. [a shrug. NBD, Cas, really.]

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

I am. Why?



There is no evidence, but there is no reason to believe it is not possible. The chances of another world holding a cure are high, though it may take a great deal of searching.

She did consider you, Lucifer.

[thelightbringer]

[He just waves a hand, never mind, you'll learn in time young Padawan. He leans an elbow on the counter.]

What did she say, exactly...?

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

[thelightbringer]

[He watches, not bothering to hide his expressions at all as they shift from skeptical to relieved.]

She has to come back now. If there's any Justice left, anyway.

So was it Gabriel's idea, or yours? To, ah, bring me over to your side?

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

Gabriel's. He was convinced far before I was that it was possible and worthwhile, and I trusted his judgement.

[thelightbringer]

[He smiles at Castiel and pours him more 'medicine', although he is looking a little less miserable.]

I had thoughts like it, but I never thought you'd hop on board. Especially after what a rocky start we had...

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

That is a mild way of putting it.

[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer hums agreement, because it's the largest understatement he's made this year.]

Yes, well, I was still convinced that you were going to find a way to Cage me here. I've seen how you and the Winchesters sabotage things. So I reacted more violently than was really necessary...

[He gives him an almost contrite look and a head tilt like, 'isn't life funny that way?' and that's as close to remorse as he'll let himself get.]

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

My goal, and Dean's, was only to protect those here. Though they seem to appreciate it very little.

[thelightbringer]

Oh sure, that makes sense now. [Joking, just a bit.]

When you first got here I was still fresh from the Cage. And you don't really know how it gets in your mind, this idea that any second now you might fall into Hell again. Coming here the way I did made that worse than it usually is.

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

How so?

[thelightbringer]

[Why do you only ask hard questions, Castiel?]

...Because I came here as I was realizing that Gabriel was really dead. I thought God might have finally picked himself up off his face and reacted to something...even just to send me back to Hell.

But it doesn't hurt enough here, so. [a shrug. He frowns, realizing that sounds as if he's not entirely convinced.] It took some time but I do know this is no fault of His. The alliance we have is real. When I could accept that, I finally let myself get to know you all again.

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

It has been strange, being here as we are.

[thelightbringer]

It has. ...But you know what they say about gift horses.

[Testing poor derp angel, because he finds it a little hilarious how few colloquialisms Castiel knows.]

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

Gift horse?

[thelightbringer]

[He leans forward on his elbows, gravely serious]

You can tell how old a horse is by its teeth. When people still got around by enslaving animals, that was useful to know.

Say Farmer Joe got you a horse and you didn't know how long it had before it was likely to die, so you take a peek under the hood--so to speak. Well that makes you an ingrate.

And that's the meaning of the phrase. Just be grateful for what you're given, and so on.

Me? I'd rather have my cake and eat it, too.

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

Human social interaction is needlessly complicated.

[thelightbringer]

Oh, once you break it down it's not hard to understand. It's so easy a serpent can do it.

[He winks at him, and reaches out to touch the mug and see how warm it still is.]