[ They, he wants to ask. They who? But there is not an ounce of courage inside him now, feeling it shrivel and shrink away to prod at the grace inside of him. Be strong, it says. Be an angel. But all Castiel wants to do is run because it's all he knows, and this is terrifying. ]
I don't know. I--
[ The tremble throughout his entire body is unbidden, and he feels himself buckle, sinking to a knee and head dropped low. ] I'm sorry. Please.
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I don't know. I--
[ The tremble throughout his entire body is unbidden, and he feels himself buckle, sinking to a knee and head dropped low. ] I'm sorry. Please.
[ His voice is a whisper. ]