Cas leaned against the wall once more, crossing his arms. He still had no reason to trust this being, but he had yet to be attacked, so he took it as a sign. "As have we all," he admitted. "You are another god."
He could sense it just beneath the other being's skin. Much like an angel's Grace, gods left their own unique signatures on the air around them. Different wavelengths. Palpable, when at full capacity.