( The sunlight room is where Castiel feels most calm. As off as everything feels and is, he can get away and keep to himself and his thoughts. He hasn't gone as far in this time around, preferring the lightly dusted ground and the crunch of leaves.
When he hears the door slide open, he glances back. He watches Steve turn, turn front, and back again. It takes getting used to, Steve. )
You're not alone. As familiar and real as this feels, I've never found myself in a place like this. In space.
( He has been in simulated, mythical environments. But, no, never space. It's like something out of a TV show or a movie Dean might like. And what he doesn't. The SciFi genre is vast. Like space. )
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When he hears the door slide open, he glances back. He watches Steve turn, turn front, and back again. It takes getting used to, Steve. )
You're not alone. As familiar and real as this feels, I've never found myself in a place like this. In space.
( He has been in simulated, mythical environments. But, no, never space. It's like something out of a TV show or a movie Dean might like. And what he doesn't. The SciFi genre is vast. Like space. )