Abe Griffith:
Abe nodded to Dean. "As good as any, Dean. You officially dead now? And are you okay?"
Dean seemed to think for a moment.
"Yeah..." he eventually replied and nodded a few times, although it was hard to say which question he was replying to. He obviously had a lot on his mind.
Abe Griffith:
He looked around at the assembled group, gesturing to each in turn to avoid any confusion. "Going around, so everyone can know each other as much as any of us do. We've got me: who everyone here knows, Sparrow: our hostess, Dean and Jack: my cohort-mates, Thomas: special but apparently not an angel, and This Nameless Lady: apparently an angel."
Dean was visibly surprised at the mention of the Angel, and he looked to her with what was almost a hint of sadness in his eyes. He smiled faintly and nodded.
"Didn't think I was going to run into another Angel anytime soon. I met Kyle a few weeks ago, he seemed really nice." He obviously expected her to know who Kyle was, and he had recalled the name easily, so whoever it was must have made quite the impression on him.
Cailin Weber:
Cailin blushed, embarrassed. While it was under her hood, it could be heard from her tone of voice. “Oh, sorry. I'm…” She paused there: should she give them her real name? Did she want to lie? In the end, deciding that it could be important that they have the right one, she finished. “Cailin.”
"Well, good to meet you" he obviously wanted to ask more questions as to why she was here, but he refrained for the moment and turned back to the others.
"How have things been? You're all still here, that's great" and he really seemed to mean it, given everything that had happened.
"Any big news while I've been gone?"