[ There's an expression that ghosts across Castiel's features, there. Surprise, perhaps, though muted - he's not as expressive yet as Dean knows him to become. Still, if you know to look for it, it's there. More at the out loud admission than the nature of it - he knows to have him here gives Dean much needed and quite powerful backup, despite the limitations of his existence here.
Rather than dwell on it, Castiel nods. ]
I... wish you didn't have to be here. But now that you are...
[ He takes a seat in an armchair next to the bed, without commenting on the fact that he intends to guard Dean's sleep tonight. He knows of the nightmares that so often plague the man. What's a little grace to soothe them. ]
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Rather than dwell on it, Castiel nods. ]
I... wish you didn't have to be here. But now that you are...
[ He takes a seat in an armchair next to the bed, without commenting on the fact that he intends to guard Dean's sleep tonight. He knows of the nightmares that so often plague the man. What's a little grace to soothe them. ]
It's good to see you again, Dean.
[ I missed you. ]