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Castiel grabbed Joriel by the back of her shirt as she went to pass by him, jerking the blond 'child' somewhat roughly to his side and away from Lucifer -- he wasn't going to waste time demanding anything from her, though he wasn't able to stop himself from giving his protégé a strongly agitated look. The younger angel clearly had no idea what she was dealing with, though she was right that Lucifer seemed more of a shadow of his former self than anything at the moment.

Still, it was best not to underestimate the fallen archangel. He'd learned that from experience the hard way.

Cora and the gun didn't go without notice, either. (Not that a regular gun would have done much to help the situation.) The smell of burgers wafted to Cas' nose and added to the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. This whole situation was unfolding badly, as if the day could somehow get any worse. It was like some kind of bad joke -- [i]God, two archangels, two humans, and a Seraph walk into a hotel...[/i]