Will made a sudden gagging sound. Yuck. The idea of Mr. D as his father? Although, it could be much, much worse? "Nah, my dad's Apollo. Mr. D is our Camp Director. Babysitter. He's being punished by Zeus for going after an off limits dryad. Twice. For ....about a hundred years? I think the term sentence got lessened a bit, but anyway, he's stuck with us. He can't return to Olympus except for certain circumstances. And any wine he tries to produce or make turns into diet coke. Zeus is. Unhappy. So naturally, Dionysus is unhappy and the rest of us demigods too."

He didn't know how things ran in Castiel's side of the universe but where he was from, when the big boss man was unhappy, everyone was unhappy. "You can't taste anything? That actually does make me feel weirdly better. But, I mean, it kind of sucks for you right?" Everyone ate. It was just, everyone ate different things. "So if you don't eat food, what do you consume? To keep you going? You don't like. Photosynthesize?"

You never know? Maybe his wings were green?

"Like fly with wings or like, fly by manipulating air currents?"