Sam: Cas, don't beat yourself up, man. Claire was… Castiel: Right. She was right. Who am I to tell her how to live her life? Dean: Somebody needs to. It's not like we're talking about Mother Teresa here, the girl nearly knocked over a Gas n' Sip. She's got issues. Castiel: Because of me. Dean: Well you are wearing her old man's meat suit. Probably didn't help. Castiel: I thought I could make it up to her. Sam: I don't think you can. I mean, Jimmy was her father. To some people that's... everything, you know? Castiel: No, I don't. I never knew my father. He was distant to say the least.








