[ starter for @xthelostlambx ]
He was just going to invite her for the day. Lunch, the park… That is what humans to, right? He had to research it, (with the help of Sam), he had a day all planned. Castiel to this day felt guilty for what… For what had to be done. He took her father, but his father served as a valuable vessel. He hoped they’d still meet in the middle and he could form a bond with her. He wanted to be like a father. He wanted to be her dad, but he wasn’t. He was just an angel who is possessing Claire’s dad. He had to come to terms with that. A friendship was still possible, he hoped.
They met at some restaurant, it’s been thirty minutes since they’ve been here and he still doesn’t know why he ordered a burger. It was what Dean always ordered. He didn’t eat food so he was beginning to think the best idea would be to get a box and save it for Dean who’d actually eat it. Or give it to Claire if she was still hungry. The angel sat there awkwardly staring at his burger that he took one bite out of before getting a headache. He could taste all of the molecules, and it was very… Complicated. He knew this would happen, but he was trying to act more natural for Claire. Even if ‘natural’ would technically be him not eating. Despite all of their time knowing each other, which has been a bit longer than a “short time”, he still found nervousness of messing up around her. He believed he was on a shorter leash for obvious reasons.
“Anything of import that has occurred since we last spoke?” Castiel asked in attempts to start up small talk.
