[Torn between the people-pleasing desire to correct an apparent misconception and respecting the clear and apparent dismissal, Sunday stands there, hesitating for a second or so, watching Castiel walk away. And then it seems like he has let it go too long and he might as well just let it go altogether now. They'll surely see each other again - based on what can be seen from this hallway, the Theorem is only so large.

Right. He's done enough standing around and getting lost in thought already. Castiel has the right idea. With a final glance out at the nebula, Sunday too turns and follows.]


((ooc: i think they're done but i like to imagine sunday awkwardly following like 10 feet back in silence as they continue to go the same direction for like three more hallways until finally there is a split where they can go different ways--))