Raphael drank the coke eagerly and dropped the can, looking at Sam and frowning. If Raphael was more aware, he would have described this experience a lot like in Snoopy, when the parents spoke. He could tell by the tone and the way he spoke that Sam was being nice, he could understand every individual word but it was like they were muffled.

He didn't respond to him but he did filter through the key words. Speak. Talk. Name. Coke.

"Sam."

"... Okay, Jeez, this might not be so simple but I'm telling you, the pieces are there." Matteo felt this could very easily be hacked in their favour. "Can you peek into his mind, Cas? Get a read on him?"