Castiel kept taking the energy from the Spirit Reserves, not feeling even a little bad for stealing the energy from the reserves of the Franc Clan Ancestors. The energy was going to be gone forever, even if he had done nothing after all.
"You've become stronger."
Even as he kept his focus on repairing the Mark of Protection on Atlas' soul, he could still give some attention to his surroundings. The surrounding, which had become somewhat unstable, had started calming down slowly. However, what truly attracted his attention was Lucius.
Castiel could feel that Lucius was stronger than the last time he saw him. As for the boost in strength, it wasn't minor if it was noticed by him.
"You, on the other hand, seem to have stayed the same," Lucius responded. "Still the same old."
"Hmm." Castiel smiled. "I wouldn't deny that. I'm still an idiot like I used to be. But I'm happy with the way I am."