The ins and outs of Bluey and the world of dogs seemed to mostly occupy his brother and Raphael was so sure that serious time was over. And then Castiel asked him that. He slowly turned and looked at his brother.

How the hell did he answer that? "Uh." Damn. "That's complicated. Depends on what you count as a viable person for it and where you draw the line between sex and masturbation."

And he left it at that. "Do you want to have sex, Cas?"