"Coke?" Raphael spun around and looked at Sam, nodding his head eagerly. He turned away and walked over to the warding, using his angelic grace to gently imbue each marking with a stronger energy. He had to keep Lazar out, keep everyone safe and protect his Sam. At all costs.

"Righhhht. He's -- well, I mean, this is good, right? We needed a win and now we have a nuked up archangel on our side. You said Lucifer was low on grace, weak in that body he has - well, he ain't." Matteo gestured at Raphael, then looked at Castiel. If they could harness Raphael correctly, they could cram Lucifer back in the cage.

"Sure, he's a little... dopey but that's not always a bad thing."