Cas lapsed into silence. He slowly rolled over onto his back, lying on the table with his head hanging off the edge. He half-rolled to the right, then the left, then settled in the middle, and decided he didn't want to think about the idea of giving up this feeling.
This was a good feeling.
So he just kind of chuckled and let his gaze drift off toward the broken window. "Mm." Maybe. Maybe he meant it. "That would make you feel better?"