"And what is the talisman?" Castiel had walked away a few steps, but his focus was still on Matty above anyone else in the room, which was hardly surprising. "Raphael has always been... tricky. My brother liked games. He might have invented the first ones."

"Adorable," Sam muttered darkly, before closing his fingers around that stupid sigil and taking a deep breath. "Raphael hasn't... He has never not bothered us for this long." And he hadn't come for him, even during moments when he'd needed help more than ever. It was difficult to think about now.

"We will find out when we summon him." Bobby wasn't sure there was much point talking it to death. "He'll show or not. But I ain't summoning anything tonight. I'm going to bed."