No, they won't budge but at least the thorns aren't barbed, which Raphael had considered. Let Dean get tangled - the more he struggles, the tighter they will get. The curves Gabriel adds to them, that gets an approving look from Raphael.

Overhead the light shifts a little, like something big moving, but there's nothing there. Or maybe there was, and it's teleported away. Difficult to say - or what Raphael had been doing since he stops, still, at Gabriel's comment about his brothers. It makes his shoulders lift, chest puff, pleased.

And he steps just a little closer in behind Dean, though still invisible. A puff of air against the back of Dean's neck, a breeze, and Raphael is gone again - but in the distance, out of sight and a good ten minute run, there's some sounds. That might be something electrical and thrashing.