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He doesn’t fight back. He doesn’t try to yank his arm free. No, he almost holds completely still, when Cas manhandles him and lets him uncover his arm, see the mark, see him. And what he has become. And that expression on his face. It’s almost indecipharable, because there are so many layers. There’s annoyance and anger and defeat, but also something like understanding and sadness. Something that says “Yes, I know… it might have been stupid”, but that’s what I derserve. That deep breath he takes before he opens his eyes again. Eyes that shift so fast from showing deep desperation and wanting to be saved to sadness to completely empty, hardened, ~dead. He’s so tired, so worn down. He just wants it all to be over. A means to an end. Or should we say a means to his end…

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