[Sam seems receptive — his eyes meet Castiel's more directly, but there's a fear of hope there, a fear of believing in something and then getting it all torn back down. Still... Castiel wouldn't sugar coat anything, would he? He's never been one to sugar coat. If there was really no chance of being able to help... he'd say so. Right?
He's not sure. He wishes he knew Castiel as well as Dean did, but —
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He's not sure. He wishes he knew Castiel as well as Dean did, but —
He wants to believe him. So, so badly.
Tentatively — so, so tentatively:]
... A library? Where?