[Castiel has a strong hunch that something's going on above his head between these two minds right now, and he doesn't like it. He feels helpless, and for a being of his might that's unusual enough to be frustrating. He takes a mental breath and calms himself down, trying to exude as much peace and serenity as he can. He shifts with Richie, not allowing him to pass. Then, with an steadying sigh, he nods.]
You can't control what he does. You have to adjust to him.
[He looks over his shoulder to Jim, studying him; at this point it's probably not safe to take his eyes off Richie for Jim's sake.]
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You can't control what he does. You have to adjust to him.
[He looks over his shoulder to Jim, studying him; at this point it's probably not safe to take his eyes off Richie for Jim's sake.]
Please cease.