"Yes. He's aimless. Unsure. He has a small baby dog." There was no nice, none-clunky way to say puppy in Enochian. He kept his eyes closed as he breached Lucifer's mind for the first time in his life. He hijacked the radio and pushed gently passed that barrier. He didn't do anything, he just did it because he could. He withdrew and smiled dopily to himself.

He opened his eyes, disconnecting as he tilted up at Sam. He laughed again. What's so funny? He understood that one.

"Me." Raphael, the weak, loser brother. The bitch of Lazar. The runaway. The coward. And here he was - and he was powerful. "They're all hiding. I'm not." Raphael looked at Sam. Yes, full sentences but there was something weird going on, it was like his whole world flipped. He was reaching out, not running.