Halm was carefully harvesting the memories of the current soul, who had died in a car accident. Halm was staying calm, but in reality he hated violent deaths. They were also slowly making their way towards the area Cas's father was.
"What're you doing?" Cas asked quietly, not wanting to distract Halm too much from his work.
"I'm removing the memories from the soul. This helps get them ready for the next life." He pulled the tear shaped vessel away, setting it down in the box.
"Oh… okay. What if they don't wanna lose their memories, though?" Cas asked, examining the vessel curiously.
"Unfortunately, there's no other way. I have to take them." Halm sighed a little. The vessel, when Cas started examining it, started playing the memories on a sort of highlight reel.
"What do you do… with them…?" Cas stared at the vessel for a while, rather confused. He jumped and clung to Halm when he saw the car crash and all the blood.
"They go into storage," Halm said. He carefully took the vessel away when Cas jumped, putting it completely away.
"It's like an afterlife. The memories, the consciousness tied to the soul, enter a dream like state." When Cas died,, and if he decided to give up his memories, he himself would experience this and only the soul would continue to the next life.
"O-Oh… okay…" Cas pulled his hood down over his face and huddled close to Halm, trembling slightly. "Am… am I gonna be like… born here again when I die?"
Halm wrapped his arms around Cas.
"If that's the way you want to go about it, yes. It's not the only option, though." Still, Cas would always end up down here.
"Mm…" Cas closed his eyes and sighed softly. "You'd probably be a better father than my dad was."
Halm gently put his hand on Cas's head again.
"Anyone would be," he said softly. Cas's father had been horrible.
Cas nuzzled up against Halm a bit and sighed, soon relaxing again at Halm's gentle touch.
(Y'all really don't wanna know where my gutter mind went when Cas said that, you really don't lmao)
(why the hell- now I can't get this out of my mind. Thanks)
(:D you're welcome ;))
Halm held Cas a bit longer than before, focusing on him. Eventually, though, he had to continue with his work.
Cas didn't watch this time, not wanting to see something like the car crash again. He didn't do too well with that kind of thing.
Halm moved semi quickly through the flowers, and eventually they came to the one that held Cas's father. Halm hesitated a moment, then picked up a vessel to begin.
Cas glanced over and noticed what flower they were at. He tensed up and clung more tightly to Halm.
Halm wrapped his one arm completely around Cas.
"It's okay," he said softly. "He can't do anything."
"Are you… are you taking his memories…?" Cas asked softly.
"I am," Halm said gently. "It's what I have to do."
"And… and you can see all his memories while you're taking them?" He asked.
"I don't normally pay attention to all the memories," he explained. "Just the deaths…"
Cas nodded a bit. "He probably has a lot of memories with me…" He said softly.