O ye of little faith.

[Deeply amused, of course. He'd be surprised - and probably disappointed - if Raphael did trust him to tell the truth. He so rarely does it that that would be beyond just naive.]

He was useless, wasn't he? [A fond smile.] Dad sure has a way of picking his prophets. Or maybe that's just the only way there is to deal with the stress, I don't know.

[It's probably the latter. He grimaces.]

But hey. Tell Daniel I said hi when you get home, alright? It's been a while.