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[thursdays_angel]

When his elder brother suggests a possible course of study, Castiel listens. Even if she is not quite the same elder brother he knows.

The weather is not yet conducive to learning to ride, but the seasons pass swiftly. And until then there is research.

And so Castiel has his nose buried in “The Noblest Invention: An Illustrated History of the Bicyle.”

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[ellectrical]

"It is."

But her voice stops.

It was true. It was almost always true.

"She was - she'd never been anything else."

It had taken going to her Facility, seeing her there, for Elle to really realize her friend had ever been anyone but the woman who had left and who had known who she was. It took that to really see how much they had fucking hurt her.

Even if -

"They didn't tell her and sometimes - she doesn't know."

About rites of passage - riding a bike. (Getting a name.) Whatever.

"But I do."

[thursdays_angel]

"Then perhaps it falls to you to show her. To let her know what she can do."

Putting an end to one's own experiences would seem to hinder that calling.

[ellectrical]

Damn Castiel and his valid points she actually understands.

"But what if I -"

I don't know that about anything else. Even Elle knows it sounds childish - there aren't many things that hurt her like how easily it comes back to this.

"- what if I do it wrong?"

[thursdays_angel]

Castiel frowns, feeling his way.

"I believe it is much more difficult than most people think to do such things incorrectly."

"And you may well make mistakes. You are human. Making mistakes is a part of humanity."

"You will learn from them. And you will try again."

[ellectrical]

"I could hurt her."

She keeps her voice quiet, and even.

"If I do it wrong."

[thursdays_angel]

"How?"

[ellectrical]

She's silent for a long moment.

"I shouldn't - tell her. What she should be like. And I -"

(I don't think either of us need another disappointment.)

"I don't know. I could."

[thursdays_angel]

"I think perhaps you do not give X enough credit."

"I have found that she is in no way incapable of thinking for herself."

"You should have more faith. In your abilities and hers."

[ellectrical]

"She's not," Elle mumbles.

But she puts a hand to her forehead, and answers, louder, "Okay, I'll -"

Her hand lowers, and she shrugs one shoulder.

"- I'll think about it."

[thursdays_angel]

Castiel nods.

Thinking is a start.

[ellectrical]

[ooc: Want to maybe fade it there?]

[thursdays_angel]

[OOC: Looks like a good spot. Oh, Elle! *hugs her a lot*]