As Meg took the notepad from Cas, their fingers brushed ever so slightly. She gasped before even reading what had been written - he was without his grace. He was mortal.

"Cas... what happened to you?" she breathed, then caught a glimpse of what he had written down. "Oh. Oh. Jeez. Here." She handed back the notepad, but when he reached for it, she took his hand and squeezed it gently.

She hoped the expression on her face conveyed the concern she felt, but she was certainly out of practice with compassion.