It really shouldn't surprise him when Dean starts tearing into the rabbit like an animal, and he finally notices the distinct lack of silverware on his side of the table - but it's still a little surreal to watch. He doesn't really care, Castiel spends a lot of time outside his castle, spending time with the commonfolk, making a mess of himself and embarrassing his family, so he doesn't know why he expected him to eat a little more.. neatly.

But it's neither here nor there, really, and Castiel is ravenous enough that it takes all of his effort not to simply do the same, to dig right into the meat like a dog on a bone, but he controls himself anyway, cuts into the meat with fork and knife and brings it to his mouth. It's not gourmet, but he's so damned hungry that it still almost tastes like heaven.

"How long have you been living here?"