[ good they were able to dodge the overly friendly landlord, Cas isn't great at responding appropriately to enthusiastic interest in his person yet. it's a work in progress.

once inside sam's home, castiel's eyes are everywhere. unfortunately, the offer to take a seat is either missed, misconstrued, or declined. far too curious to sit still and keep his hands to himself. instead, he's distractedly inspecting sam's walls, any decorations, clocks, pictures, or calendars he may have, peering closely at books or knick-knacks, anything and everything. some things he picks up and turns over in his hands, inspecting delicately while he speaks. ]

Sakya Pandita and I didn't exactly speak, but I enjoyed watching him write. [ one of sam's books in his hands, there's a rustle of paper as cas turns the page. ] His debates on logic were superb, though he was quite the skillful dancer.

[ not an ounce of humor in the comments, it's pretty clear he's serious about that one. cas does take note of the organization and tidiness Sam keeps his home in, and he's certain to put anything he picks up back exactly where he found it. nosey though he may be, cas respects the order of a person's things. this, at least, he's learned after perhaps a few lectures from Bobby while perusing his library. ]

Yes, likely so. I've often enjoyed silence and focus for long stretches of time.

[ like, centuries, maybe. ]