Cas immediately averted his eyes, not liking the thoughts that crept into his head at her movements. There should have been no drive or desire to mate - angels rarely, if ever went through such a process and there was no reason why he should have been thinking of bending Meg over. There had to be better candidates.
"He does," he admitted. "I am unaware of how. Or why. But he is not as damaged as I would imagine him to be," he said darkly, regretting what he'd done to his friend. "He is...not a eunuch."
Cas knew he had to be careful how he answered questions. For all he knew, Meg planned to attack Sam for fun, but he didn't believe she'd be stupid enough. He on the other hand, was just tired.