You don't have a problem with my being here, do you? [There's a little bit of an edge to her voice but she bites the inside of her cheek hard to keep herself from snapping on him.] Alright.
[Meg carefully makes her down the stairs from Castiel's bedroom. She's dressed in a plain white t-shirt and gray pajama pants that Castiel had gotten for her. She didn't ask where he'd gotten them. She didn't care.]