"All right. All right, don't worry. I won't try to touch you again." Sam said it in a gentle voice, which was definitely not a voice he had ever used to address Raphael. Usually he had yelled at him to cut the bullshit, been exasperated or at the very least annoyed and, admittedly, sometimes entertained. But this wasn't the boisterous trickster that pretended to be Loki, this wasn't even the clearly scared angel he had watched stand up to Lucifer.

This was someone who had been reduced. Looking at him, feeling him... Almost human. "What happened to you, man?"