"Castiel." The Archangel inclined his head, nodding in greeting and acknowledging the respect in Cas' tone. But his attention was still fixed on the ill fitting grace and glaring absence of his sibling's wings. He didn't fail to notice that the human soul was completely gone from the vessel also, which wasn't so unusual, his own vessel was soulless. But then, this one was much older than Castiel's.
His amber gaze met Castiel's blue when he noticed the squinting stare being directed his way. "What? I grow another head again? I hate it when that happens. Is it the lion? It's always the lion."
The patented Angel head tilt came into play when the Winchesters were mentioned, and Gabriel retreated to the couch, sitting down and relaxing into it. "So you said, Luci and Mikey are in the cage." Gabe stretched out, popping his feet up on the coffee table and resting an arm along the couch's back. "Define worse, and for Dad's sake sit down before you fall down, you look like Hell."
An eye roll followed Castiel's backtracking comment and he waved a hand dismissively. "I'm fine."