He gapes for a moment as he watches people push by, making sure everyone's out of the alley before he looks back, staying back while Dean and Derek crowd Castiel. Holy shit, it's a party. Derek meets his eye and he nods, briefly, just to let him know he's okay before he takes a look around.
There's blood dripping all the way out of the alley and he curls a lip at the shiny trail that dots its way toward the street, then looks back at Castiel. He likes the guy and wants him to be okay, but seriously?
"Oh, that's great. So on top of dishing out hooch and carrying tons of dirty fucking money, now we're stabbing people and shooting automatic weapons?" He glares daggers at Dean, words pushed out in an angry hiss, then goes back to keeping an eye on the mouth of the alley. "Let's get the fuck out of here before someone comes."
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There's blood dripping all the way out of the alley and he curls a lip at the shiny trail that dots its way toward the street, then looks back at Castiel. He likes the guy and wants him to be okay, but seriously?
"Oh, that's great. So on top of dishing out hooch and carrying tons of dirty fucking money, now we're stabbing people and shooting automatic weapons?" He glares daggers at Dean, words pushed out in an angry hiss, then goes back to keeping an eye on the mouth of the alley. "Let's get the fuck out of here before someone comes."