Raphael sighed. He figured he should make it quick.

"Look, I'll try to say this as quickly as possible - and I hope you're not too mad at me.

The other day I... I exaggerated about what Crowley did. We fought, I made it seem like more than there was because I lost and I wanted to start a fight to... well... get him back, sort of. John heard about how badly I hurt him when I got angry and punched me. And don't be mad because... well... I sort of deserved it.

He got in a few blows, I healed them, then got upset and pulled a gun on him, not the other way around. I couldn't shoot and he talked me out of it, but when I handed him the gun it misfired.

By then I was out of energy so I could't heal myself.

And that's... that's pretty much it." He said, exhaling and looking up at Michael. "I'm sorry about getting you involved. And I don't blame you for thinking like you did.

I wouldn't blame you if you were really mad at me..."