[and there's the twisting feeling in his stomach--he remembers his first thought before he realized he wasn't in his world. ...I need salt. I'm going to die. Slowly. A lot.]
Was afraid you'd say that I'm sor
[he's said it twice already, and she knows him well enough to know--stick to the important stuff]
That's part of what got sorted out. Managed to lose the wings, too, get everything back where it goes. Short version is, we met somebody who can bend reality, and in their world angels don't need vessels, they just make their own bodies. So he made Castiel one.
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Was afraid you'd say that
I'm sor[he's said it twice already, and she knows him well enough to know--stick to the important stuff]
That's part of what got sorted out. Managed to lose the wings, too, get everything back where it goes. Short version is, we met somebody who can bend reality, and in their world angels don't need vessels, they just make their own bodies. So he made Castiel one.