It's good to see that his presence still puts his junior on edge. It soothes his ego, but also it means Castiel is that much less likely to have something planned. He'd been calm when he'd lured him into that circle of holy oil.

Michael gives him a glare. Those words are undoubtedly a dig at his convictions, that his so-called destiny had never come to pass, but he doesn't want to get into it. He hasn't felt compelled to argue for the Apocalypse since the moment he realized the entire plan was a lie.

"And death never did seem to have a very firm grip on you," he says. "Is this your domain?"

It's certainly not his, so Michael can only assume the Horizon has misplaced him within his brother's. Weird choice in decor for a personal space, but Castiel's always been a little off.