For a moment Castiel only stared down at their hands, his own enveloped in Gabriel's. This wasn't something he'd experienced before. A hand offered to help someone up when they fell, or to carry them when they were weak -- that he could understand. But the way Gabriel was squeezing his hand was clearly meant to offer some sort of comfort. It was the first time someone had tried such a thing with him.
He didn't know if it made him feel any better, but it was interesting nonetheless.
What affected him more was when Gabriel placed a hand on his shoulder and Castiel felt a wave of strength run through him, as if Gabriel had siphoned some of his power into him. But there was more to it than that, as he suddenly felt with greater certainty that he could work past this. Not that he had ever truly doubted himself.
"They've given me some medication to help with the pain, but it only does so much," he explained after a pause, his voice coming out a bit stronger now. "And you can see for yourself," he said as he lifted his hand, the one with the rash. The redness was starting to fade already, though Gabriel might not realize that unless he'd paid it attention the night before.
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He didn't know if it made him feel any better, but it was interesting nonetheless.
What affected him more was when Gabriel placed a hand on his shoulder and Castiel felt a wave of strength run through him, as if Gabriel had siphoned some of his power into him. But there was more to it than that, as he suddenly felt with greater certainty that he could work past this. Not that he had ever truly doubted himself.
"They've given me some medication to help with the pain, but it only does so much," he explained after a pause, his voice coming out a bit stronger now. "And you can see for yourself," he said as he lifted his hand, the one with the rash. The redness was starting to fade already, though Gabriel might not realize that unless he'd paid it attention the night before.