"I somehow doubt Dean will ever view demons as anything but disgusting. Or angels as anything more than cruel. His life is sometimes so black and white, but I imagine that is how he prefers it. Life is simplistic thatt way and he isn't left with questions of morality."

She pulls away, finding a perfect red rose within the garden. Gently, she plucked it, smelling it lightly.

"Perhaps Sam could speak to Kevin first? Sam knows how to empathize."