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"baby, when's the last time you ate?"

cas shrugged.

"showered?"

he shrugged again.

"slept?"

he shrugged a third time.

"c'mon, let's get you cleaned up." dean nudged cas' limp and bare arm, but got no response. "please, cas, this isn't good for you."

he shrugged for the fourth time.

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