"I have impeccable taste in fashion, thank you very much," he said, straightening up and sliding the sword back into its sheath.

It wasn't necessary an exaggeration. He was generally well-put together outside of instances in which he was working out. Which hadn't been plenty in the weeks since Rose and Marisol had known him. Indeed, hadn't been plenty... ever in his life. But he did own a decent amount of smart, casual clothing.

Impeccable, though, was probably a bit of a stretch - especially when it came to women's clothing.

Still, Cas couldn't imagine a world in which someone like Rose could fail to look flattering in a swimsuit, no matter what it was. She would probably pull off a bodysuit and somehow make it look incredibly sexy.

"I'm just saying," he said with a shrug. "It could be worse."

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