Re: Samandriel + Gale + open
The better posture was at least something of a decent sign as far as Samandriel was concerned. "Not a chance," he said, grinning. "Really, Gale. It's my pleasure to help how I can." He glanced briefly past him at Lucifer mingling before he turned the full weight of his attention back to Gale. "No matter how many times you might have need of it."
Help was a tricky thing, sometimes. Samandriel wasn't the type who would leave anyone hanging if he could help it. Even if it was a boy who cried wolf. If help was needed, he would come. He took a sip of his drink, left thumb idly spinning the rings on his hand while it rested on his thigh. "Somewhere in this house is a guitar and I'm currently waiting out Dean's high alert so I can go find it."