[Castiel was one of many, but he likes that Dean has learnt some faith even in the face of Castiel's own shortcomings. Faith in him. It's a strange concept, and Castiel wants to shy away from it. It's just his luck that Dean soldiers on to bigger topics, letting the conversation slip away from his wayward angel.]

I disagree with that assessment. You need... your brother. And your mother. [Because she's actually here, unlike Sam. Castiel frowns for a moment, then finally nods, accepting something in his head.] And me. Bees, possibly, flowers, definitely. Pie, absolutely. See, this is a very short, memorable list. I, I don't see alcohol on that list.