[IC CONTACT FOR ADSTRINGENDUM.]

[integrity]

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Comments

[Voice]

[integrity]

I've done far more unbelievable things with far less, oh ye of little faith.

[His voice is a bit more quiet, now, less brass, more... thoughtful and considered.]

I think the Animus took it.

[Voice]

[ofthursday]

[Silence for a few moments.]

If you think the Animus took it, then my incredulity becomes concern that you lost far more than your memory.

[Because this sounds like a terrible idea.]

[Voice]

[integrity]

Nothing is impossible.

[Almost bored, anticipating the comment.]

[Voice]

[ofthursday]

Of course not. But using a silver knife in an attempt to kill an angel isn't likely to get you results.

[And that's what this is, to him: using completely the wrong tool to try to fix a problem.]

[Voice]

[integrity]

It isn't likely, but that doesn't necessarily mean it won't work.

[Quietly.]

They took something that belongs to me, and I am going to get it back. There's little else to say, Castiel.

[Voice]

[ofthursday]

[Castiel sighs, because he knows when there's no point in arguing with Crowley.]

Fine.

If you die, I am raiding your house for your magical artifacts.

[Just being practical.]

[Voice]

[integrity]

Over my dead lifeless body, you vulture.

[THEY'RE HIS HE PUT HIS NAME ON THEM

pause]

You can have one magical artifact.

The dog gets the rest.

[Voice]

[ofthursday]

That is the point.

[A pause.]

What good would your items be to your dog?

[The most incredulous tone.]