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Balthazar did his best to laugh. “Then please, tell me your secret. I’d like to get to work.”

Castiel hummed thoughtfully, tapping his chin. “Just…try to get into it, I suppose.”

“‘Get into it’?”

“Think about where we are!” A familiar brightness spread over Cass’ face, one Balthazar had sorely missed. “A replica of the Titanic, so perfectly crafted down to the last detail! We’re floating on a piece of history, Balthazar!”

“Correction, my dear; we are dying on a piece of history,” Balthazar wagged a finger between them, even if he couldn’t help a laugh. Cass merely sniffed.

“Well, there’s no better way to go, is there?”

Balthazar could only stare.

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tfw when you’ve been kidnapped but ur still in special interest heaven