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“I’ve come back in worse shape.” The daemon stalked around the confined room, looking to pass the looming figure without confrontation or any more acknowledgment. Sometimes he regretted coming back simply because he didn’t want to be bothered. The feeling of being watched rather annoyed him, stacking against his sense of his usual being yet that was where his weakness was clear. He had to come back. And still Cas had a tendency to get on his nerve with the act of caring they had establish well before it was unnecessary and he knew better; he knew his purpose and his reason for being here and if anything he didn’t need the empathy only the guidance.
“And you noticing, I find that rather disgusting.”
Daemian continued his retort under the sheer factor he was still within the male’s line of sight. A slit lip, sanguine bruises and the searing pain in his side served no function and making him want to speak to the other. The only reason he was back is that his state would cause him problems later and he rather deal with them now. He was simply there to collect his bearings and disappear like he usually did.
“Don’t you have better things to do? Tortured souls to screw?”
