[She frowns for a moment, at the tone, before she pushes herself up off the door.]

I'm sorry for being a jerk, but that -- I used to be able to feel them, Cas. What they wanted, what they feel -- I just want to make sure that they're going to be where they belong.

You'll be safer that way, anyway.

[And then, a genuine smile, even if it is small.]

And I told you, I needed a favor.

You're going to hate it.