mostly outside of work hours ... would you mind helping me bring some things over to the altar?
[ maybe, if he treats dean human, it will have a better effect. blink, blink. ]
[ a long suffering sigh followed ]
guess i'm stuck with you hovering around me for however long? [ until deanmon gets bored at least. he didn't brush away the physical touch. ]
“ are you? ”
the demon clearly wasn't working hard enough if the priest was still willing to be around him. but that could change.
“ do you think the more time you spend with me, the further you stay from God? ”
< A small huff, earning a head tilt. He slips his hands into his pockets. >
“I'm fine, Cas. It didn't do anything; not a demon. Not possessed.”
< A shrug. >
“You're being paranoid.”