Jimmy flinches again, shoulders slumping a little. "...no. No, I guess I don't. I'm..." He sighs once, shaking his head. Great. He's pissed off the first (possibly the only) guy with an idea of what happened.
"I.. I'm..." He trails off again, waffling between actually trying to press Jason for help and just letting him go when he's obviously in a terrible mood. It takes him a few minutes to decide. He needs some sort of help, and Jason's the... only option that's presented itself. His hands keep wringing (and occasionally shaving off tiny curls of sugar glass) as he tries to sum up the problem as best he can:
"... I've only been... separated from the.... the angel for... About two weeks, at this point. I... I don't know how I..." ~ Escaped, Jimmy. Let's be honest here. We both know Castiel wouldn't have let you go. Who knows? He might have been saving you for something else that he needed a soul to barter for. ~ "... ended up separated from him.. And I don't know what he... did to me, as a result of the time we were.... together."
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"I.. I'm..." He trails off again, waffling between actually trying to press Jason for help and just letting him go when he's obviously in a terrible mood. It takes him a few minutes to decide. He needs some sort of help, and Jason's the... only option that's presented itself. His hands keep wringing (and occasionally shaving off tiny curls of sugar glass) as he tries to sum up the problem as best he can:
"... I've only been... separated from the.... the angel for... About two weeks, at this point. I... I don't know how I..." ~ Escaped, Jimmy. Let's be honest here. We both know Castiel wouldn't have let you go. Who knows? He might have been saving you for something else that he needed a soul to barter for. ~ "... ended up separated from him.. And I don't know what he... did to me, as a result of the time we were.... together."
"... Can you help me?"