[Inias shrugs a little, a mechanical upward and downward motion of his shoulders -- he's still practicing the logistics of such an action.]
Castiel forgets that I, too, fought in the war.
[It's quiet -- regretful, almost, reluctant to say, but as Inias slides his hands into the pockets of his jacket, it's quite clear what, exactly, that means.
Inias is gentle and loving and pacifistic, but he is just as deadly as the rest of Castiel's garrison. He is alive because he fought to be that way -- surviving Raphael is no easy feat. Inias may be unskilled at a lot of things, but the sword is not one of them.]
It is hard to be afraid of Lucifer when you have seen worse.
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Castiel forgets that I, too, fought in the war.
[It's quiet -- regretful, almost, reluctant to say, but as Inias slides his hands into the pockets of his jacket, it's quite clear what, exactly, that means.
Inias is gentle and loving and pacifistic, but he is just as deadly as the rest of Castiel's garrison. He is alive because he fought to be that way -- surviving Raphael is no easy feat. Inias may be unskilled at a lot of things, but the sword is not one of them.]
It is hard to be afraid of Lucifer when you have seen worse.