There's only so far a man's intentions can take him.

[ It's one of the greatest tragedies of the world, if you ask Castiel. He's seen it play out too many times to count. ]

And no, not here. Normally I can, but... [ There's a brief flicker of light and the shadow of two broad, feathered wings appear silhouetted on the wall behind Castiel. They flap a few times, and the microphone picks up a rushing of air before they disappear again. ] Not here. This place has a way of sealing away any abilities it deems unnatural. Most of mine included.