flameandpassion | 79 [Voice]

I have no doubt about your skill.

[Which is true, as silly and out of place as it seems as she's realizing the sheet is stuck.]

I can't move. I believe it's the event.

[And he'd like some help, please.]

[She tries to pry it off, but the sheet only tightens the more she tugs on it. Once she figures that out, she abruptly stops, scowling down at it in frustration, before she dusts off her hands.]

I'll be right back. Don't struggle anymore, you'll tick it off.

[And out of the room she goes. Where, or to get what, or how long it will take, she does not say. He can deal with it.]

[Ow, that hurt now. Or was at least extremely uncomfortable.]

Clearly.

[He says it a bit snappishly, in a very 'thanks for figuring that out the hard way' manner. And then what, she was leaving? Not okay.]

Rei, wait.

[And he lurches to follow her, only it's kind of impossible and he just ends up overbalancing and toppling to the ground, chair and all.]

[When Rei comes back, she's carrying Gabriel's sword in her hand, and she stares for a moment or two at the sight of Cas on the ground tangled in a sheet before she sighs, kneeling next to him.]

One day, you're going to learn that when I tell you to do something, you should probably just do it. Now -- don't move.

[And, with a quick movement, she slashes toward, to free Castiel's arms with a well-practiced motion. After the event where she lost her powers, Rei has taken to learning how to defend herself in numerous ways. Using a blade is one of them. Though this one feels a lot different -- lighter, and oddly shaped, and with a lot of power attached. Hn.

She yanks the sheet off of him, but it quickly twists as if to attack her, only to be met with a lot more slashing of the blade, slicing the sheet into rough pieces. Soon, it lays on the floor, motionless, and Rei sighs.]

Stupid event.

[Castiel just stares back, as dignified as possible for someone laying on the floor trapped in a bedsheet. Again, though, he doesn't flinch when she attacks the fabric, trusting her not to cut him, even though he's not all that sure how much skill she has with a blade.

It seems enough, though, as he's soon freed. Thankfully. Sitting up, he brushes his hand against his hair curiously, apparently already over his sheets ordeal.]

It feels to be the correct length.

[He's nothing if not resilient, at least.]

Oh, good. He's in one piece.

[Dryly. Honestly, you are the most childish individual in the world.]

Do you want ice cream to make it all better?

[He lights up a bit at the question, getting to his feet.]

Do we have any?

[ . . . sigh.]

It's in the basement with the icebox. Strawberry or peach.

[Ice cream--sherbert most of the time, rather--is one of the few food he has both a liking for and an opinion on.]

Peach.

[He likes both, but peach wins.]

[And another sigh as Rei shakes her head.]

I guess I can do that.

[And she gestures for him to follow her, because he can get his own, thank you very much. 8|]

You're making more when we run out. You're the one who eats it all.

[He does follow along after her, a little pleased internally about ice cream, but he gives her a look at her comment.]

You complain when I don't eat, and when I do. I don't understand which I'm supposed to be doing.

You like to eat a lot of things that are bad for you and don't like the foods that are good for you. Besides, I'm the one feeding you, I can complain however much I want.

Perhaps if food that was 'good for me' was also edible, I would be more inclined.

[Yes, Castiel is four. But though he does like some healthy things, like fruit, supply is limited at the city and it tended to be stuff he couldn't stand. Usually because of the texture of it, which really is often revolting.]

For an eight hundred million year old ancient being, you act like a toddler.

[8|]

I have been mortal for only a few months in total.

[In other words, when it comes to food you should be thankful he's this mature. 8|]

Could've fooled me.

[Dryly. 8|]

[He's silent a moment, trying to figure out if that comment is an insult or not. He fails.]

What do you mean by that?

[If it were anyone else, she would just roll her eyes and ignore them, but -- ]

You'd think you would get over it after a few months and just eat the food you have to eat without complaining.

Why? I have been managing just fine in the manner I have been.

[That whole blood sugar issue aside.]

Managing isn't the same as being healthy, genius.

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