"You haven't seen me in a while, bro. I've changed." Gabriel gave him a tight smile. He didn't have much sympathy; Balthazar could have pretended he was just humouring the crazy man, could have avoided letting on that he believed the dreams even if it was obvious Gabriel did. The archangel had spent millennia listening to his older brother's whining or just waiting around for the fighting to stop. Now that he'd finally thrown off the apathy he wasn't going to just submit to being shoved back into that box, even if he was going to limit himself to only mild nose-thumbing. They already knew he didn't believe.
So he listened. And when Balthazar was done he pushed himself to his feet in a sudden explosive motion and flurry of hands.
"That--nnnngghhrrr!" He closed his lips on the various curses he'd been about to snarl, most of them emphatically not of languages Sylvester should know, and settled for compulsively snapping his fingers and gesturing violently. "Oh, I just hope he's lying in one of those pods waiting to wake up like we were."
Seriously. Seriously? Gabriel had gone and gotten himself killed to keep the world from ending, and Castiel went and pulled that crap? At least Raphael had the excuse of still being semi-brainwashed, even if it was voluntary.
boredom will put you to the test.
So he listened. And when Balthazar was done he pushed himself to his feet in a sudden explosive motion and flurry of hands.
"That--nnnngghhrrr!" He closed his lips on the various curses he'd been about to snarl, most of them emphatically not of languages Sylvester should know, and settled for compulsively snapping his fingers and gesturing violently. "Oh, I just hope he's lying in one of those pods waiting to wake up like we were."
Seriously. Seriously? Gabriel had gone and gotten himself killed to keep the world from ending, and Castiel went and pulled that crap? At least Raphael had the excuse of still being semi-brainwashed, even if it was voluntary.