[ if Sam or Dean were around for this conversation, it likely would’ve gone differently. They aren’t terribly forgiving, and monsters generally aren’t allowed the benefit of the doubt. Cas hasn’t lived the same trauma they have. This man is committed to hold off his violent urges, and Cas doesn’t have the time to supervise him besides. ]

To feed you. [ leash isn’t the word he’s use, but a “sober buddy” wouldn’t be amiss. Regardless, not what he meant. ] Which Steve? Tall, blond, broad shouldered?

[ Steve Rogers could withstand the loss of some blood. Whether he’d be amicable to the idea, Cas couldn’t say, he doesn’t know the man well enough, beyond the integrity he appears to possess.

Vampire, then. About what Cas expected, but he’s glad to have it confirmed. Perhaps he’ll ask him more about the topic at another, less complicated time. His response is a casual report, clarifying since Louis gave him the courtesy of identifying himself. ]

I’m an Angel of the Lord. Vampires aren’t typically an issue for me.

[ mostly because smiting is simple, quick, and clean. Unfortunately, his ability to smite hasn’t translated to this world, and they’re all struggling with muted powers down here. He reaches out, offering the vampire a steadying hand up from the wall. ]

My name is Castiel.