Castiel seemed more or less a little confused with everything, but his encouraging words did good for the Captain. "You really think so?" He asked, blue eyes brightening slightly. "I hope they think about me... I hope they didn't die. You know, I never really pay much attention to my age anymore... I can't die, I can't get hurt. I don't age... Everyone I ever meet ends up dying before my eyes..." He said, trailing off again once he realized he'd made himself sad once more.
"I kind of wish... it didn't have to be that way."