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Castiel is wandering the halls, looking even more glum than usual. His default expression can't be said to be happy, but it's clear this is more than just default-blank. Cas is sad.
Every now and then he pauses and stares into nothing, and puts one hand to his lips, feeling them. He might even occasionally sigh Dean
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"Castiel. Hello."
Remembering their last conversation, he nods at the shelves.
"Come to read up on humanity?"
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"Do you know where I might find books concerning relationships?
Or about 'gay panic,'" he adds, remembering what Santana called it.
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Thank you for dropping that on the man from 1969, Castiel.
"I don't..."
Blink.
"Self-help was over there, I...I think. That would have relationship advice."
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He's not trying to end the conversation; he's just not used to attracting this much interest.
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[Sweetest smile ever. Like, really. I don't have an icon for it, but she has the sweetest smile ever sometimes, and she's giving it to Cas, right now.]
I'm Mercedes, by the way.
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"I... I do not know how to talk about it. But I will try." He doesn't know if she knows Dean, so he says, "My friend kissed me. And then he fled."
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[There's also the niggling idea that maybe he can drag whatever is upsetting Dean out of Cas, since it's obviously related.]
[During his search, he decides to stop by the library to get another book since he finished his other one already.]
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Finally he notices another figure approaching, just as he's selecting another book to search in. "Sam," he says without turning, flipping more pages.
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He glances up at the books, wondering what Castiel is looking for, but once again it's like he developed temporary dyslexia or something and finds himself unable to read the titles. He wonders if the library does this to everyone or if its just him.
"Can I help you find anything?"
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Though he personally sees no reason to evade, he senses Dean would not be pleased at Sam's knowledge of what transpired. "Do not tell Dean I have told you of this," he says, voice low in the quiet room, and waits for Sam's acknowledgment before he continues. Satisfied, he goes on, not mincing words, "He kissed me. And then he fled.
Do you know of any texts that might help in this situation?" They are in a library.
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