There’s something very important in Dean not only listening to this, but responding as well. Before, when it really mattered, it was, “Blah blah blah Raphael, right?” Now he’ll listen to Cas ramble about monkeys and answer questions about lipstick.
Dean is making an effort here, isn’t it obvious?
It absolutely is. And it warms my heart. He is also asking him if he wants to come inside and tell them what’s going on, not ordering him to do so, and this is after he’s willingly gone out to get him rather than expecting or demanding him to shimmy himself in there. Here he is treating him as a person, a friend, rather than a soldier and a weapon. Well, he’s started to, at least - he still lashes out a few times during the episode, but learns rather quickly that it will get him nowhere. That this subtle approach of kindness, offering choices that actually matter, is the way to go, and the wounds are slowly and carefully being stitched up.
And the fact that this little miracle is playing out to the lyrics of the tunes on the radio that goes, “They did not listen, they did not know how. Perhaps they’ll listen now” makes me just want to cry.
I’d also like to make another point about the song playing, “Starry Starry Night” by Don McLean, about Vincent Van Gogh. These were the words playing during this conversation, and it was hard to hear if you weren’t paying close attention:
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they’ll listen now.
just think about that for a little bit. it’s a beautiful song, and fits so amazingly for that episode and Castiel’s state of mind.
Artwork by LittleMy-Pequenia-Mi
Obs: This art is part of an animation by the artist above.
I will always reblog this whenever it appears in my dashboard.
i reallllyyyyyyyy reaaaaaaaaaallllyyyy want to make a sailor moon fanbook this year…>.< ahhh
Dusk, Umbria, Italy
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Storm Wave, Norway
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