Angels seemed to love their technicalities. Try as Castiel might have to distance himself from Zachariah, he had the same flair for purposely ignoring the point. Or, as the case might have been, unconsciously ignoring the point, which was in many ways even worse.

Adam shook his head. No. No technicalities, no excuses. "It means she's dead."

The accusation left his voice. He hadn't forgotten. That had been the only important thing from the beginning, her survival, and now he couldn't imagine a time or a place where the angels wouldn't have struck down those hopes. She was the one who deserved the apologies, not him. She was the one still untouched by all of this... destruction.

Although he heard the warning that resurrection was a promise and not a possibility, he couldn't be bothered to say anything to it.