[ Cas glances away, but eventually drags his eyes back and gives the kind of halfhearted shrug reserved for I don't know answers.

Except they both have a pretty good idea it involves the mist. ]

I don't really know where you're living these days, and it didn't feel right not delivering it in person anyway.

[ an small inhale.

and exhale. ]

I'll come and take it.

[ Cas gives a small frown. Please don't cry, Rachel, please don't cry. This is already tough enough. ]

Okay, I'm at the Apothecary right now... but if you wanna either come by now and get it, or wait until later and pick it up at our -- my place, that's cool too.

Besides, there's something I'd like to show you when you're feeling up to it.

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I'll come right away.

[ she doesn't cry. Not now anyway. She feels the sting of tears in her eyes, feels her throat tightening but stays cool, the show must go on. Crying is for the night when it is just her and her pillow. ]

..What is it?

Lance left me something.

[ A piano, actually. ]

We don't have to go to Lust's place to practice anymore.

...Oh.

[ a piano, then? It makes her heart clench. ]

[ He huffs a laugh. ]

If he were here, I'd tell him to return it.

[ It's far too expensive a gift, and it seems almost unfair that it be a parting one... Cas can't even argue. ]

We could practice a song until he comes back and surprise him!

[ because he will 8( ]

[ That stops Cas cold. It's a sweet gesture, one that forces him to fall apart in a fit of laughter... but there's no way that the way he wipes briefly at his eyes isn't in some way at least partially from feelings other than amusement. ]

That sounds great, Rachel. I'd really like that.

I'll make a set list! I'll aim for the best 25 songs and we can pick one. Or two! and do a mash up. I love mash ups. Mr. Schue loved them too, we did them all the time in glee club.

[ babbling means not thinking about the fact that Lancelot is gone ;; ]