This is excellent. I actually laughed a little at Dean when he said he wouldn't weep--the boy's a man, but he has an awful lot of single man-tears. On the other side of Dean's bravado though, is Castiel, whose utter openess was captured so well: the confused soul-peering expressions, the trailing off as he attempts to articulte something greater than words can describe, the normalcy of his eccentric self when compared with the splendor of Dean's moment. And, more impressively, you managed to capture Castiel's foreign phrasings without making him sound like he doesn't speak the language.