[ while that may not be strictly speaking true in the world that castiel comes from, he knows nothing of connor's. that universe sam and dean were sent to was devoid of magic and monsters. there was no heaven or hell, either. no life after death. and castiel can't help but think now that might be for the better. but any number of possible configurations are possible in the infinite. castiel just isn't sure that it matters— even as an angel, the infinite is beyond him.
castiel removes himself from curtis' lap, choosing to perch on the edge of the bed next to him instead. back bowed, he rests his elbows on his knees. from the corner of his eye, he watches their terrestrial gastropod friends spread out to claim the water-damaged wall. ]
In my world, most humans go to Heaven.
But angels have no soul. When I return, I'll...
[ castiel shrugs. what he means to say is: i understand. ]
VIOLENCE!
castiel removes himself from curtis' lap, choosing to perch on the edge of the bed next to him instead. back bowed, he rests his elbows on his knees. from the corner of his eye, he watches their terrestrial gastropod friends spread out to claim the water-damaged wall. ]
In my world, most humans go to Heaven.
But angels have no soul. When I return, I'll...
[ castiel shrugs. what he means to say is: i understand. ]