[ castiel is... a little bit confused, but mostly he's used to not understanding the reasons why people do the things they do. broadly, he's aware that everyone wants something and that they're all trying their best to get it, but he doesn't know what connor wants, or what he's willing to trade. castiel knows what he wants, and what he's willing to do, but he can't have what he wants anyway, so it doesn't really matter, does it? the lengths he's willing to go to?
castiel looks down at the man who tried to rob him and sighs. he feels nothing in particular toward him, one way or another. he doesn't resemble anyone he knows, either in appearance or personality, though perhaps his haircut is a little similar to...
castiel reaches out toward curtis, still unflatteringly smacking his lips, and touches his fingertips to the very fringes of his hair.
when connor returns suddenly and with no warning, castiel jumps and yanks his hand back as though it was a stove he'd been touching instead. ]
nonconsensual touching?? but not the sexy kind idk idk
castiel looks down at the man who tried to rob him and sighs. he feels nothing in particular toward him, one way or another. he doesn't resemble anyone he knows, either in appearance or personality, though perhaps his haircut is a little similar to...
castiel reaches out toward curtis, still unflatteringly smacking his lips, and touches his fingertips to the very fringes of his hair.
when connor returns suddenly and with no warning, castiel jumps and yanks his hand back as though it was a stove he'd been touching instead. ]
Oh.
... Thank you for telling me.