Contrary to Dean's opinion, he doesn't get his rocks off watching other people sleep. Castiel does watch, though, and now he's a part of things, not apart from them. And he can see how things get cloudy and muddy, obscured by flesh and time, and he's started to wonder why it is he--his Father--ask so much of these frail and desperate creatures, and when his orders call on him to threaten and stalk and push Dean into obedience, he wonders about free will, and how that seems to vanish at times--if obedience isn't another name for fear.
Not all obedience is bad, though, as he finds when he lets Dean harass him into trying warm apple pie with ice cream.
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Contrary to Dean's opinion, he doesn't get his rocks off watching other people sleep. Castiel does watch, though, and now he's a part of things, not apart from them. And he can see how things get cloudy and muddy, obscured by flesh and time, and he's started to wonder why it is he--his Father--ask so much of these frail and desperate creatures, and when his orders call on him to threaten and stalk and push Dean into obedience, he wonders about free will, and how that seems to vanish at times--if obedience isn't another name for fear.
Not all obedience is bad, though, as he finds when he lets Dean harass him into trying warm apple pie with ice cream.