"There's a solution to that." And Gabriel strolled in- Okay, no. Gabriel didn't stroll anywhere. He sauntered and in this case, literally just appeared in the doorway to the kitchen with a sucker dangling out of his mouth and looking like he wasn't nearly as stressed as he actually was. This whole Castiel thing was getting to him and since he sucked at drawing wards, he'd have to find the best way to get Jinx to update them without going 'by the way, my brother is being slowly eaten alive by Eldritch horrors, how are you?'

But that was later. Torturing Trauma? TOP PRIORITY.

"It'll cost you though," he added vaguely, waving a hand before crossing the room to give Jinx a cherry-flavored kiss. Ward and June Cleaver did welcome home kisses with light pecks. Jinx and Gabriel were not Ward and June. If it didn't have tongue, it didn't count.

For Trauma's sake, it didn't last too long.