[Castiel, of course, remains silent; he just continues to stare at Dean, but the expression is less intense. Instead, after a moment his eyes flicker a little, and he looks down to write another note... But he hesitates, as if trying to figure out how exactly he wants to word his next message. Eventually, he writes quickly, and it doesn't at all include what he had been considering telling Dean or an answer to his first question.]
I don't know what it wants. It might not matter specifically what it takes, but rather that it takes something.
[Power is power to some types of beings, and for some types of magic; it doesn't matter what form it comes in.]
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I don't know what it wants. It might not matter specifically what it takes, but rather that it takes something.
[Power is power to some types of beings, and for some types of magic; it doesn't matter what form it comes in.]