[More than the memory of her face looming over his, or the pain of her boring into his mind, Castiel recalls the high-pitched whir of his very essence being torn apart as she roots through his memories for what to rip out.]
How did Lucifer- [No, it doesn't matter in the end how he'd gotten hold of such a device. What matters more is what he'd planned to do with it.] He was going to manipulate Sam, and you stopped him.
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How did Lucifer- [No, it doesn't matter in the end how he'd gotten hold of such a device. What matters more is what he'd planned to do with it.] He was going to manipulate Sam, and you stopped him.