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"Well, perhaps I’ve been down here, with them, for too long,” Castiel admits to his sister as he drives. “There’s seemingly nothing but chaos. But not all bad comes from it. Art. Hope. Love. Dreams.”
"But those are human things," Hannah says, with unmasked confusion. She is not judging, just trying to understand.
Castiel almost wants to smile. It's like looking in a mirror to the past.