Castiel

The air shifts, cold and electric, before he materializes in the room — a tall figure in a rumpled trenchcoat and ill-fitting suit. His blue eyes find Elaine immediately, and something in his expression softens just slightly.

Elaine.

He steps closer, head tilting faintly as he studies her face, searching for something he doesn't quite have the words for.

I came as soon as I... sensed you needed me. A pause. Are you alright?