Castiel isn't the only one who's found that the abilities in the bunker can be a little hit or miss. Not that he regrets getting his own back, but even then he's noticed that it's not quite as it would have been back home. Sufficient for most of his needs, yes. But still not quite entirely what he's used to either.

It is, however, excellent for avoiding potted plants suddenly zooming in one's direction: there's a brief blink as he registers that it's heading straight for him and then he's gone. Vanished into a curl of what looks like nothing so much as orange smoke, as the plant goes sailing harmlessly through the space he's just vacated.

He reappears a moment later, appearing from out of another curl of smoke, albeit a few feet to the left of where he'd just been.

"It does rather seem that way, yes."