"Not to bust your ass about it—" After all, that's why she's back here, straightening angel wings that went the way of an angry chicken trying to emulate a cat with its hair all on end. "—but you seem to be failing at that so far."

Not that he had much help to go on. What with Cas gone and Lucifer not even the shadow of an option except for someone to kick right back into Hell. Or Thorne. Or both. "Have you, I don't even know, attempted not falling into the ground?"

Beat. "Or, like making them work from a stable standing point?"

Which does get to being about whether they can, or if they're just a really large problem.