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[... Not exactly what he expected to wake up to.

But no, no frostbite. Not even the severity of his lack of appetite can ruin the sight, and he slowly slides himself upright in the bed. Not before looking around like someone's about to punk him, though. There are a few people he considers could have done this. Rei... likely not. Rosie, definitely a possibility. Cas trying to pep him up? Dean would have been - more straightforward with food, at a time like this.

His frown softens.

Could be Akito or Ishtar or maybe even Jenny. They all had that habit of shoving food at him. Whoever it was, he can at least respect the effort and eat something that clearly took time to bring together in a place like this. He pads through the house, better on his feet today than his worser days. He sits on one of the old couches they'd dragged in for a living room and sighs in relief when he finally sits back down.

It's good, though. Really good. Better than the hellrot everything else has tasted like for a while.

He also shares with the little fairy that has been stalking him for a while now.]