Castiel lay still, glad she had stopped fussing with his head before he had to puke. He was already way too close for comfort. Icarus climbing over his hip didn't help. He closed his eyes and focused on breathing slowly to try and ease his stomach.
"Wow, now that's what I call a night on the tiles," Gabriel said, a little gamely, standing across from Jo, worry skirting the edges of his voice. He dropped to one knee beside Cas, hand already reaching for his head. "Wanna fill me in on how my brother became Humpty Dumpty?" he asked Jo, not unkindly. "Oo, yeah, you did the right thing calling me. Ouch. But don't worry, I can fix this in a jiff." He looked up at Jo. "You... you're OK right?"