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Adam's own gaze went to the window display; he paused as though he were considering what to say. That wasn't really the case, though. He knew perfectly well what his response was going to be. He simply wanted to make sure he said it the right way, so he didn't inadvertently mess about with the way things were. Finally, after a few seconds, he thought he'd sorted it out enough in his head that he could put his thoughts to words without dire consequences.

"I reckon that's most likely because you look like somebody else." The statement was casually spoken, followed with a small shake of his head. "And I don't need any healing, thanks." Taking another lick of his ice cream, the blonde peered back up at the amnesiac angel beside him. Sometimes, he decided, there were perks to being who - or maybe that should be what - he was. The fact that only certain ranking angels could recognize him on sight was definitely a big plus, particularly in this instance. The last thing he wanted was setting Castiel's memories loose just by looking him in the eye. He'd probably get a lecture, or at least a look, for that one.

"Do you need any help finding anything? Or maybe clearing something up?" he asked after a heartbeat or two, bending down to scratch Dog behind the ears. The hound continued to whine in the back of his throat, clearly worried about this little meeting, but relaxed ever so slightly at his master's reassuring touch. Adam, not paying the noises coming from his pet any mind, continued to speak. "Folks can sometimes be a little fuzzy when explaining how this place works. If you ask me, I think it's because they've been here so long they've forgotten how weird it can be when you show up."

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Adam's grin grew a bit when Castiel introduced himself using the name he and his wife had chosen. "I know," he replied easily. "Like I said, I saw your post when you first showed up and everybody started calling you Cas." He paused. "Which is short for Castiel, by the way," he tacked on in a carefully even tone with a calculating innocent look to accompany it. If that jarred something, and that was a big if, he could honestly say he hadn't really done anything wrong at least.

Tiring of what was left of his ice cream, Adam crouched down and offered it to Dog, smiling fondly at the hound before looking back up at Castiel when he spoke again. "Oh," he said with a touch of understanding in his tone, "yeah, I reckon this whole thing would be a little confusing, what with nobody bothering to really explain it to you." With a soft sigh, as though he couldn't believe that Castiel's supposed 'friends' would leave out something that important, he straightened up and slid his hands into the back pockets of his jeans.

"This place is somewhere that's been created by a real powerful guy that goes by Asaph," he finally stated, opting to leave out the whole 'God's little brother' bit for the time being. "And yeah, it's another planet. He decided to bring us here to sorta collect us." Adam's brow furrowed a bit. "Which really don't make all that much sense, you ask me. You can't just go collecting folks, just like that. They aren't coins or bugs or... or stamps, even." With a slight shrug, he continued. "But he did it, just the same. So now we're all stuck here. Which isn't so bad, really, once you get used to it."

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For a moment, Adam was silent. He wasn't quite sure how to answer the first of Castiel's questions and didn't want to just blurt something out that might wind up causing problems later. He really was trying to avoid a lecture if he could help it. However, after a few seconds, he figured he had an answer that worked well enough to cover the questions asked as well as keep him out of any sort of potential trouble.

"He collects folks because he can, mostly." The answer was simple, and to the point. It wasn't exactly one hundred percent accurate, but Adam sincerely doubted Castiel would realise that. After all, he didn't even know he was an angel. How could he then figure out that Asaph was collecting people because he wanted to give the whole free will thing a try? It wasn't going to happen.

With a pause that lasted just long enough for him to draw breath, Adam added, "And I don't know why he collected you. Maybe 'cause you're a healer. Makes sense, I guess." Again, not entirely the truth but he moved on. "And I was collected 'cause I'm..." He hesitated, finally settling on, "Different, I guess. I got stuff I can do, too. Sorta like you and your healing."

Except not, of course, but Adam wasn't about to clarify that. Instead he grew thoughtful, eventually stating slowly, "I've been here just about five months, give or take a couple of days." He met Castiel's gaze directly. "And no, my folks aren't here. I stay with some friends from back home. Aziraphale and Crowley make sure I don't get into too much trouble." He flashed a brief smile at that statement, not about to elaborate on just how much trouble the duo had rescued him from before. Don't ask, don't tell. As far as Adam was concerned, that was more than fine.

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