"Here I am," he says, with a funny sort of cheerful smile caught somewhere between laughing and crying. He squirms a bit in his seat and doesn't know what to do with his hands, so he folds them, lacing the fingers together instead of reaching out to touch, to make sure he's real. "And here you are. Of course. Only just arrived, have you?"

He made small talk with Crowley for centuries and here he is now, unsure how even to say hello.