Steve accepted the bottle and opened his as well so he could take a drink also. It had been a while since he'd had a cold beer, and it too involved a serious conversation. That thought was held to the side as he listened, the expression on his face changing to deeply thoughtful as he considered what Castiel wanted to know.
"I know it's not," he responded to the interrogation question. "Interrogators never give you a drink first." Another sip before he continued. "She did heal me. One of the dragons had caught me and did its work well. By the time it dropped me from the rafters it had broken ribs and my back. Somehow she knew it, and when I tried to get up she was there, watching. I thought she was going to finish it when she pressed her hand to my back..."
A brief memory of the pain flashed through his memory, and her yellow eyes as she watched him intently, and that grin....
He took another sip before continuing; Cas wanted to know, and Steve would tell him whatever he needed to know. After all, there were questions of his own that he wanted answered.
"She said something about help in the strangest of places, then told me to get on my feet because we had to win the battle. I couldn't stand, but that's when she did it- she touched my forehead," he demonstrated with his own hand against his forehead, two fingers pressed in the same spot just as she had done. "She completely reversed every injury, and fixed the uniform too. She fixed everything, saluted me and told me to wish her luck in her own fight."
Steve didn't sit, he found he didn't have the desire to do that right now. Instead he watched the former angel for any reaction, any clue or evidence that he should be even more concerned than he already was.
"I didn't make a deal with her for that," he said, recalling Castiel's advice to avoid making deals with strangers. "I didn't ask her to do it- she didn't even ask me to ask or beg for it. She just did it... and now I have to wonder, did she mark me? Are we sure she was fully demon?" Was there a chance that the woman could have been redeemed? That was the other question that haunted him.