[Alan knows and he can relate to this better than he'd care to admit. How would Castiel feel to lean that his god is not so much divine as reborn lucky? Would he even think his god was a good one? perplexing questions all and ones he has no time for as they're seeing children home. He'll dig into his thoughts later of tea.

Even so - he's happy with this new life. This strange arrangement. He has old friends, has made new ones, and is actually getting to be useful.]

You would have to do something rather terrible to change my mind. [At that amused look he's arching a brow. What was that for? It's on the tip of his tongue to tell Castiel not to blindly believe or trust his judgement because he's not infallible and makes his share of mistakes.] Perhaps we can judge together - we're a team after all.

[Alan laughs merrily. He grins to himself. Yes, that works and he's certain Castiel would be delighted to be a clue.]

Very nicely done, little darling. Let's try for orange now.