Sighing, Cas supposed she had a point. In order to do good, there were simply going to be times where one would have to decide how much sin was permissible. Though, he didn't feel it was right to become complacent and used to sinning. He supposed many could argue that his proclivity towards smoking, drinking, and bedding Anna could be considered as such, but he didn't feel as though any of them were.
"Not if we have nowhere to go," he replied. "One could equate it to sloth, but I feel once everyone here learns we cannot escape, our best efforts will be aimed towards reuniting the whole group. It's...only practical. And if sin should occur, then perhaps it was meant to."
Standing up, he took the sharpest of the three pikes and began rolling up the legs of his trousers. He'd need to, knowing that this was the last place he'd want to have wet clothes in. Primarily after dark.
"Because," he said simply. "The animals in the water are highly carnivorous. Or so it seems. I'm going to have to be very careful."