Natasha frowned and her brows furrowed as she noticed he said he was okay, but not happy. "Not by all my brethren," she muttered, trying to believe the words herself. "I don't care if they approve or not. Castiel's approval shouldn't even matter. He's a master, Clint. He owns a human, for dad's sake. How despicable is that?"
Remembering that he wasn't happy, she stood up and off of him. She thought if he wanted his space, she'd give it to him. "Don't let one of them scare you. I don't care if everyone is against me. I'd still protect and look after you. Even if you aren't happy, you're my partner.
"Besides, not all of them dislike you. Samandriel is more welcoming and accepting. He gave me his number and said we should speak to his master, maybe visit him. He even wants to get to know you. It'd be easier now since he's a human." She thought about leaving Clint alone just to get in touch with Samandriel's master. She could try to learn for herself.