"Well. A lot more Omegas would be a bit...worried about my size." Something that he thought Gadreel might bypass because he's only an inch or so shorter. "Also, there's a lot of intelligence in your eyes, even as scared as I could see you were." He reaches up, brushing his thumb against the apple of Gadreel's cheek, just below his eye. "That's always been important to me."

The faint smile gets a stronger one from Sam. "When we finish our wine, then, I'll send a page to my brother. I'm pretty sure that Dean is expecting us to duck out on tonight, but he'll be expecting me to confirm that." He reaches out for his wine again. "It will allow us time to get to know each other and I can show you some of the secrets of our wing of the castle while we're both awake enough to actually be interested in them."