"Enough."

Not legions, fortunately. Those forces had been mustered at the Gate. Castiel, now that he has space to breathe, gives thanks that he encountered as little opposition as he had.

"But he is..."

Castiel shifts his grip a bit on his charge.

"He is to be returned to Earth. But I believe he needs....time."

Castiel looks at Michael levelly. He has taken liberty with his orders -- at least, with the orders from higher ranking angels.

He hopes Michael will understand.