Never mind kneeling, the winds are too strong even for that. Dean drops to his knees, clinging to whatever handhold he can find and shielding himself from the rain as best he can which, given he was inside a minute ago and really, really isn't dressed for the weather, isn't very well.
Rather than praying for forgiveness, he's mostly thinking "Dammit, Cas!" and trying to figure out where everything went wrong and how he could have missed the signs.]
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Never mind kneeling, the winds are too strong even for that. Dean drops to his knees, clinging to whatever handhold he can find and shielding himself from the rain as best he can which, given he was inside a minute ago and really, really isn't dressed for the weather, isn't very well.
Rather than praying for forgiveness, he's mostly thinking "Dammit, Cas!" and trying to figure out where everything went wrong and how he could have missed the signs.]