[ The words aren't nearly as startling as the touch, and somehow, it's different from Seraphim reaching out to him, different in a way that he cannot describe. Castiel still doesn't brave looking up. He can't. ]
I will. [ His voice is soft, full of fear but struggling to reach that promise. ] Whatever you ask of me-- I'll do it.
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I will. [ His voice is soft, full of fear but struggling to reach that promise. ] Whatever you ask of me-- I'll do it.