Messed up as part of Sam's face is right now, his eyebrows shoot straight up regardless at the sight of the woman in Castiel's room. Last time he'd seen the angel, he'd... well, he wasn't anything like this. Though, the moment Castiel is staring at him, he feels self-conscious. He looks down at his feet for a moment, willing himself to face his past — part of him will always, always feel like anything horrible in the world is his fault. Castiel's had to deal with this world, too. He must be hearing something wrong, if Cas is happy to see him. Bobby... maybe. Maybe. But...

"Hey Cas."

He finally looks up a bit hands twitching a bit at his sides.

"It's, it's been a while, huh? You look..." He pauses. "A little different."