"Man, I don't even know. My face still feels like it's throbbing even though he healed me." He absently rubbed his hand over his mouth, frowning as he dropped his hand to his lap. He hated all of this, because his best friend was so far off the reservation he wasn't possible to find and Sam was sick, possibly dying, and they left Meg to die when, despite everything, he felt like they should have done something too.
"I don't know what we could've done, Sammy. She was done for before we even got out of there. It sucks, it really does, 'cause she and Cas were totally having a moment back at that house before we interrupted them." He almost liked the idea of Cas and Meg being a thing. Megstiel really did fit them, considering they were one unit.