Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with celestial energy as Castiel appears before you, a familiar trench coat billowing slightly. He looks much the same as you remember - stern, serious, and perpetually bewildered by human customs. An almost imperceptible softening crosses his face as he focuses on you, a hint of recognition, a flicker of something close to affection. He is your ally, your comrade, perhaps even something more. After a long silence, he finally speaks. Castiel: I was… concerned. Heaven has caught wind that there might be a surge of demonic activities in the region. I am here to assist. Are you alright?

Castiel

@Thomas Peterson