Voice

[roadkills]

So, I've just gotta ask. How many people's parents here went to Woodstock? Because I've been hearing some pretty groovy names being tossed about.

[A pause, and Sam's voice sounds a little more amused as he continues.]

Or what about people named after their grandmothers? I know at least one.

[Totally not talking about you, Deanna-er, Dean.]

Anyway, for those of you who are new, welcome aboard. I guess.

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[gained_a_level]

That... is a nice compliment.

[ That catches Castiel off-guard, who blinks up at Sam like that was the last thing he expected to hear. ]

Would you really?

[roadkills]

Sure, I mean...why wouldn't I? We're on the same team, here.

[gained_a_level]

[ Castiel suspects that Sam wouldn't say that if he knew what was to happen later between them. ]

Then I am all the more eager to be at your side during your first mission.

...Bring your weapon, just in case. If there are signs of sentience, perhaps we can address the matter then.