( they all played a part in it, after all. and she's being the bigger witch here )
Though a little history, maybe, since you don't really know who Amara is.
( since he hadn't met god yet )
She's his sister. God's. Everything she wanted to do to the world was in anger at him and-- ( she pauses, a wince of pain, swiftly moving on ) He finally stepped in and helped. Or... got us all to help him.
I know she's the Darkness, evil, and ready to...do something.
[ Whatever she really is he's skeptical, because God stepping in after how long? He calls bullshit.
And let's be honest, Dean's not in the greatest headspace (or physical state) at the moment, and he doesn't want to hear any more. He drags a hand down his face, brow furrowed in frustration and annoyance, and waves his hand. ]
Alright, alright, enough with the Miss Cleo future. What do you want, why are you in my room?
( she pauses, both giving herself a moment to think and to let some of her pain settle. what does she want? she'd come to him wanting answers but this wasn't the same dean that would be as willing to give her them. there was also now no easy exists, just awkward moments )
I didn't realise I was from your future when I called you.
( and the fact that she'd opted to call him... probably said little to him but was something to her )
I had hoped you'd know something more about this situation but... I doubt now you'll tell me.
[ He grunts, shifting in bed, wishing desperately for a drink. ]
What answers are you looking for? [ Said the most grudgingly, ever. He doesn't owe her shit, he's still pissed about the attack dog spell on Cas, he doesn't trust her, but giving her answers about this place itself doesn't seem dangerous.
He's still not wild about her in his room with him so vulnerable, but he's in no state to boot her out. ]
she hadn't expected him to believe her but she hadn't expected this. though maybe her years in getting to know dean had made her forget what he'd been like then when he didn't especially trust her )
When you want my help-- ( since he'd said sort of said as much ) You no doubt will know how to find me.
( if she can figure it out then he can.
also don't mind her very slowly getting up bc this is not a pleasant feeling in the motion with her stomach. she needed her magic to be stronger to do more )
( though without her resurrection seal she isn't quite as confident sounding about that, especially since this was supposed to be her true and final death )
I'll heal, don't you worry about me.
( as slow steps take her towards the door. it'd be a slow process until she could do it herself )
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( they all played a part in it, after all. and she's being the bigger witch here )
Though a little history, maybe, since you don't really know who Amara is.
( since he hadn't met god yet )
She's his sister. God's. Everything she wanted to do to the world was in anger at him and-- ( she pauses, a wince of pain, swiftly moving on ) He finally stepped in and helped. Or... got us all to help him.
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[ Whatever she really is he's skeptical, because God stepping in after how long? He calls bullshit.
And let's be honest, Dean's not in the greatest headspace (or physical state) at the moment, and he doesn't want to hear any more. He drags a hand down his face, brow furrowed in frustration and annoyance, and waves his hand. ]
Alright, alright, enough with the Miss Cleo future. What do you want, why are you in my room?
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I didn't realise I was from your future when I called you.
( and the fact that she'd opted to call him... probably said little to him but was something to her )
I had hoped you'd know something more about this situation but... I doubt now you'll tell me.
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What answers are you looking for? [ Said the most grudgingly, ever. He doesn't owe her shit, he's still pissed about the attack dog spell on Cas, he doesn't trust her, but giving her answers about this place itself doesn't seem dangerous.
He's still not wild about her in his room with him so vulnerable, but he's in no state to boot her out. ]
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If what I've been told about this place is the truth. Etraya, this bubble world as you put it... do you believe being here is saving our world?
( an idea that rowena has her own personal grievances with considering that her death was supposed to do just that. temporarily, anyway )
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Yeah, think I do. Seems to be the general consensus, that it's the truth.
[ There's no real way to be sure, but he's thinking maybe so. ]
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( a slightly pointed sound to her words )
And considering how many times you've managed to prevent something--
( there's a slight wave of her hand. you know she has a point )
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No shit, Sherlock.
[ He snorts and leans back against his pillow, hands over his face. Damn, he's tired. ]
Then maybe I can help stop it again, yeah, I know.
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( gesturing over herself for a moment )
I was helping you stop it.
( before he gets too excited that something was killing her in that world. nope, just end of the world problems )
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[ He's grumbling, his leg hurts, and why is she still heeeeere ]
You done?
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fine.
she hadn't expected him to believe her but she hadn't expected this. though maybe her years in getting to know dean had made her forget what he'd been like then when he didn't especially trust her )
When you want my help-- ( since he'd said sort of said as much ) You no doubt will know how to find me.
( if she can figure it out then he can.
also don't mind her very slowly getting up bc this is not a pleasant feeling in the motion with her stomach. she needed her magic to be stronger to do more )
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[ He's returning her look, pulling a face when she glances away like a twelve year old. ]
And, c'mon, try not to die, alright? Go see a doctor or something. One of those little robots can patch you up.
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( though without her resurrection seal she isn't quite as confident sounding about that, especially since this was supposed to be her true and final death )
I'll heal, don't you worry about me.
( as slow steps take her towards the door. it'd be a slow process until she could do it herself )
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[ he grunts. he doesn't CARE about her, obviously. but there's still a kinda bond with people from your home world. ]
You sure about that? You're sure acting like a weeble wobble, teetering around.
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Saving the world this time... I died for it.
( or was supposed to. she's not entirely sure if she did die since she can't resurrect now. details )
Healing takes time.
( enjoy that nugget she out )
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Join the club, [ He calls after her, shaking his head as he leans back, and tries to just go the fuck to sleep. ]