Fine. Castiel did not believe that she was fine or great even and the lingering concern was plain to see on his face. Meg didn't want to talk though and no good would come from trying to press the issue. No one was fine or great, and they all knew why. Meg would snap if he pressed her.
He took another large drink from his glass and this time the warmth that filled him was more comforting than harsh, "Yeah, me too."