[ The pain is a distant thing, witnessed but not experienced. Angels don't feel pain like this, so clearly it's not happening to him. A burning hand closes around a human arm and layers of cloth and skin ignite and turn to ash, and through it Castiel maintains eye contact. ]
Thank you. [ Small flames start to creep up along the human's sleeve from, growing and spreading from that initial point of contact. A plastic curtain draped over his shoulders starts to melt and burn. Hair singes away and skin starts to crack and blister, and through it all the angel Castiel stands perfectly still. ] Thank you.
[ It's only a few moments before the human Jimmy Novak crumples into the melting snow. ]
cw: burns (moreso), dissociation, character death
Thank you. [ Small flames start to creep up along the human's sleeve from, growing and spreading from that initial point of contact. A plastic curtain draped over his shoulders starts to melt and burn. Hair singes away and skin starts to crack and blister, and through it all the angel Castiel stands perfectly still. ] Thank you.
[ It's only a few moments before the human Jimmy Novak crumples into the melting snow. ]