[ once out of the room, out of mary's sight and mind, dean feels a little better. not that his mom can react to anything being said or done, but having this conversation with her presence in room hadn't felt entirely right. in the hallway, much like cas suspects, dean remains near the door, lingering by it much like he had when the angel first approached him.

he doesn't regret showing cas his room, the memory within, but that doesn't mean he plans on inviting anyone else inside.

either way, his assumption are out and cas only shrugs, which leaves dean exhaling a quiet, relieved breath. maybe it is jealousy, low and burning somewhere inside of him, or something else-- but he shouldn't have assumed. cas and meg might share something special, and it's none of his business. even if he'd literally walked in on it in the form of meg's memory. ]

Maybe, yeah. [ he has no idea why wonderland chose any of this, honestly, so who knows. ] Either way, hey, I'm glad. Just means you haven't run outta good times with us yet. [ because sometimes it feels like they either fight more often than not, or someone has a massive, destructive secret-lie waiting to explode. so for cas' room to include them-- feels good, man. ]

Let's try and keep it that way, too.

[ big goals. ]