"Thank you, I greatly appreciate this" Castiel told her and as soon as he was free of the snow he stood up and brushed off the snow that clung to his trenchcoat. He then looked properly at his rescuer for the first time.
"Natasha?" Castiel's eyebrows rose slightly in surprise, he had not seen the Angel for a long time. Not since she left anyway.
"I'm here to keep order. As for the snow, I was attempting to trace its origin to the Witch that started it. It was more complicated than anticipated"