[She hates the crying- it breaks into her ears no matter how she tries to shut it out, and rends her heart from her chest. She can feel the sorrow deep in her bones- Castiel is right.
And even if his words didn't ring true, the look in his eyes makes her want to trust him. She nods.]
I'll follow you. [Nancy immediately shifts to pick up her skirts, to rise to the balls of her feet so the heel of her boots don't hit the ground when she walks.]
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And even if his words didn't ring true, the look in his eyes makes her want to trust him. She nods.]
I'll follow you. [Nancy immediately shifts to pick up her skirts, to rise to the balls of her feet so the heel of her boots don't hit the ground when she walks.]