"No?" Gabriel's smile and his gaze didn't move, and in fact at Castiel's movement backward Gabriel followed, his palms still flat on Castiel's chest to guide him. Yet something of Castiel's tone did filter in.

Never wanted Purgatory. Didn't know what he was talking about. The archangel tilted his head.

"Do tell, bro. What is the last thing you remember? And don't lie, now. I'll know." He hoped. Maybe not now, but if--when his sight returned and he could see souls again, he would know.