You're immortal, Castiel. You're going to live a long, semi-happy life. Full of books and friends and cupcakes, apparently. You'll have plenty of time. [Her smile widens and she shakes her head.] No, I got it. I'll let you know, though. If I feel like having you carry it.
[At his question, Meg just grins, giving Castiel a knowing look. It involves naked people, Cas. And it's not group showers.]