[ Dean stretches out on the grass with a yawn that's not faked in the slightest, because oddly enough, he's...content. Weird as it is, he's content on slightly dew damp grass with Castiel and a dragon and the knowledge that back home, Sam's waiting.
It's...weird.
He glances over at Cas a moment, and scritches at the dragon's head affectionately. ]
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[ Dean stretches out on the grass with a yawn that's not faked in the slightest, because oddly enough, he's...content. Weird as it is, he's content on slightly dew damp grass with Castiel and a dragon and the knowledge that back home, Sam's waiting.
It's...weird.
He glances over at Cas a moment, and scritches at the dragon's head affectionately. ]
Could be worse, I guess.