Watching as he passed her his own hoodie she frowned, wanting to say to him no he should keep it because it would get cold and they didn’t have shelter. Holding her own tongue she put on the jacket knowing it would only help her break the fever, plus she was very cold. Feeling a little bit better with the jacket adding an extra layer of warmth she watched as he hesitated at her question, she didn’t blame him it was quite the intense question and very personal. Even though they had been close a lot had changed between in the short amount of time, but she hoped that she could help. 

In the space of a day a lot had been thrown at them, it was like the stuff in stories and if they spoke about what had happened, she was sure that no one would believe them. This was the situation that they had to see and experience themselves to actually believe what was going on. Smiling softly at his confirmation that he appreciated she was there she felt herself relax a little, happy that she could provide him some comfort. [color=f49ac2]“Confused?”[/color] Though as he spoke on, she felt her heart crumble, he truly believed his father didn’t care and she could understand why. It was hard to optimistic when your mind was constantly telling you what was the point and she was had been there more times than she liked to admit. 

[color=f49ac2]“Hey, no. Don’t say that.”[/color] Without hesitating she took his hands in hers holding them gently, [color=f49ac2]“Home is where you make it. It doesn’t have to be a specific place. Trust me on that.”[/color] Running her fingers across his hands caressing them gently so he knew she was there for him as she tried to console him. [color=f49ac2]“I could tell you what to do, I could tell you to run away, to go home but it won’t make you happy. You have to make your own decision, but I’ll support you no matter what you want to do.”[/color] Speaking softly as she smiled up at him continuing to run her fingers across the skin of his hands. 

[color=f49ac2]“I understand why you must think that, but you don’t know what your father has done. We could have missed him and the soldiers at every turn, I’m sure he loves you Cas. Remember all those rules, all the guidelines he put you through? He wouldn’t just leave you. What if he is sick? What if that’s why he can’t personally oversee your return?”[/color] Trying to be optimistic as she spoke of the what ifs, they didn’t know what he has done and even though it looked bad there could be a reason why behind it. [color=f49ac2]“Perhaps those bombers were to scare the rebels in hopes they would return you; it could have been warning.” [/color]

Edging closer to him she moved her hand to his shoulder rubbing it gently as she smiled softly at him watching him, [color=f49ac2]“I promise you this, no matter what happens I’ll still always be your friend, cheering you on in the background.”[/color]