Castiel looked around sharply. He hadn't exactly advertised what he was, beyond not being human, and while he was reasonably sure that there were no Leviathan here, that didn't mean he was safe. Now that both Lucifer and Crowley knew that he was here, though, he might give up on the secrecy entirely.

"Christmas shopping." His grip tightened. He wasn't up for a fight. Honestly, he wanted to avoid fighting altogether, but he had to defend himself. "What about you, Crowley? Are you taking time off?"