"But you found me, so you can find Dad," Ben said, gaze still locked with Castiel's, as though looking away was either impossible or a guarantee that he'd start freaking out. "We're gonna go get him right now, right? We're gonna go get all of them and then figure out how to get them to remember."
The last was a statement, not a question, because it was a plan Ben wanted to cling to, the idea that people were just an angel mojo location away and the hard part would be shaking them out of this forgetting stuff. He didn't even want to consider the alternative.