Jack listened, pausing in her work to give him a glance or two.
"That will probably do it. Do miss it?" She glanced up at the once angel, or current angel. Her lips pursed again before she laughed at the question. Or the somewhat question.
"I was born to it." Jack shrugged slightly, as far as she was concerned it was all she'd ever known. She'd never thought of doing anything else; why would she?
"And, no, not the big guy. This fellow's not that big." She smiled up at Cas. "Certainly didn't look like Piotr. He may have felt different, may not." A hand dropped the vines and reached round to touch her back. She didn't know if she'd turn...
"You know a werewolf when you see one?" Might as well put it out there.