"I can't speak for them," Cas said softly. "Don't know what they feel, what they expect. Not my business." He squeezes some shampoo into his hand and started rubbing it though her hair. It was pretty clear Joanna was looking for more than recreation and that was when it got messy. It happened to Cas a few times before, in the camp. A girl would get the wrong idea, get a little too attached. He never blamed them for his need but he made it clear he couldn't respond to it.
It was true that Jo Harvelle wasn't just another camp followered but it was also true that Cas didn't see that desire in himself. Distraction was in the menu, filfillment had been given up on years ago. "That feel better?" he asked as he lathered her hair.