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He is not one of their four, not a warrior, a healer, a messenger, or a giver of retribution. The Eternal assigned him a duty, and he performs it, as he was created to.
"You see them," Michael accuses him. "You see their abomination, and you do nothing."
"The Eternal has not commanded me to judge," says Castiel. "Only to carry out my work."
"You choose blindness," hisses the warrior. "You pretend not to see what is plain."
Castiel has seen. May the Eternal forgive him for watching, for envying the solace the brothers find together, before he turns away.
