[Need him not-- what? Not injured? Dean's right, of course. What use will he be now that his hand is essentially unusable? Granted, he still has the other hand, he could still wield a blade just fine, but there's no denying that it's going to make certain things more difficult.
Even simple things, like tying his shoes. Mortality is so unnecessarily difficult sometimes.
As Dean wraps up his hand, Castiel has to fight not to jerk around or hiss in pain, doing what he can to remain as still as possible. It's difficult and he's got sweat beading at his forehead by the end, but the petroleum jelly that they wrapped his palm in does seem to be helping with that unbearable heat.]
... Right. We'll figure it out. [He doesn't sound convinced, but now that his wound's been dealt with, he swallows down the pills and then finally turns back to the dragon, who's still hiding under the covers and watching them all nervously.
Castiel reaches out to set his good hand on its head over the blanket.] I'd appreciate if you didn't do that again.
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Even simple things, like tying his shoes. Mortality is so unnecessarily difficult sometimes.
As Dean wraps up his hand, Castiel has to fight not to jerk around or hiss in pain, doing what he can to remain as still as possible. It's difficult and he's got sweat beading at his forehead by the end, but the petroleum jelly that they wrapped his palm in does seem to be helping with that unbearable heat.]
... Right. We'll figure it out. [He doesn't sound convinced, but now that his wound's been dealt with, he swallows down the pills and then finally turns back to the dragon, who's still hiding under the covers and watching them all nervously.
Castiel reaches out to set his good hand on its head over the blanket.] I'd appreciate if you didn't do that again.