Will was doing all the hard things apparently. Having a hard chat with Nadine about things he would have rather not thought about. Had a practice session with his dad(wow!!!) about an ability he'd really rather have a gift receipt for and now talking to the angel. Surely this would go better than that time he apologized to Cadfael for living, right?

This however, at least was a somewhat familiar conversation. He'd had a lot of practice having this conversation before. Granted, the other party were normally ten year olds who had just came to camp, injured and possibly dying from monster attacks after their world had just been turned upside down, so, maybe he should age it up a little. How did you age it up to 'angel'?

Will did the only thing he could. Rip the band-aid off. So he went up to Castiel, waiting for a time when they might have some privacy at least, and started talking.

" We've been working together for a while. Nadine mentioned you're an angel. At least, I'm assuming it's you based on process of elimination? Has she mentioned me at all?"

Will at least hoped the answer was 'oh yes, Nadine mentioned all about you! Demigod kid, and no, you don't smell like Tartarus and death at all, thank for asking. I'm not going to hold your parentage against you at all!' He could hope, right? But, life was never that easy.