[There's a pause there. Sam's jaw moves, and he inhales a couple times, trying to gather his bearings. He's been chosen, or forced into a role, or whatever in his life. It never changed who he was. His mistakes were his own, even if Lucifer did a damn good job trying to show that those mistakes screwed everyone else over.
But see, Sam knew already. There was that.]
I'm aware.
[His tone is a little cooler than it is normally.]
Doesn't mean we're the ones anyone should be looking to. God, or gods—trust me, that isn't something you wanna mess with.
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But see, Sam knew already. There was that.]
I'm aware.
[His tone is a little cooler than it is normally.]
Doesn't mean we're the ones anyone should be looking to. God, or gods—trust me, that isn't something you wanna mess with.