Jo returned the kiss and smiled. Her hands slid up his back, rubbing gently. It was just as possible that she wanted to touch him as she was doublechecking for herself that there were no wings. It was reassuring to just trace circles down Dean's back, without running into anything that shouldn't be there.
She smiled in response to the suggestion about Cas.
"I'm pretty sure you already handled the smiting in that dream. Though I'd be all for getting Cas to make sure he's good and smited-or is it smote?"