"I forgot the rest. I was always bad with punchlines. Back in the day, I'd just make a fart noise. Always did the trick with Matty." His brother wasn't that sophisticated, Sam was fairly sure it would still work.

He was careful when he wrapped an arm around Raphael, not wanting to upset his wounds any further and not wanting to touch him any more than he felt comfortable with. But Raphael was cold, so cold. He knew angels were not supposed to ever shiver like this. "You are better at jokes. I can't believe how often you've made me laugh."