Castiel made a soft murmur of agreement. "It's... the best thing I have ever had in my mouth." And he smiled, a genuine smile, if a little strained from his discomfort. He took the offered drink and winces as his teeth objected to the sudden change in temperature.
He looked back at the bowl and was relieved to find it wasn't empty. "Joanna... do I have to get profoundly ill to try this again?" he asked with a little grin.