Damien's eyes widened in surprise. Which should speak volumes, as he wasn't typically a man who would be surprised about most matters. He understood about the woman. And Cas had his power? "I didn't plan this. Just.. wanted to let you know that now. Right now, you could see into her because she is open to sin. Could probably see her other sins, if any, if you look her in the eye enough. Or touch." Not that he would advise touch at this point. In hands of an angel, such a gift might go more intensely, the poor girl would probably worship the former angel, or at least be permanently attracted to him.
"Besides being really awesome?" Damien asked with a smirk, then got serious again. "Sorry. Can't help that, pride is part of me. But given what you feel now, I guess you can see I have reason to be. My power.. well.." He thought for a moment, to explain. He was curious as to why Castiel wasn't fleeing from him. Or cursing him in the name of God, calling him demonspawn, unholy child, lawless one, and a bunch of other names. Though funnily enough, Damien knew a few Enochian derogatory flames to use on someone. "I can destroy things, cause accidents. Just think and it will be set in motion. I cannot be hurt or killed by anything except that which is holy. I'm never sick. My immune system is superior to all races and species on Earth. I can look inside people, see their pasts. My touch can cause great pain, control brain signals, create torture, mental and physical. And yet.. it can also bring about pleasure as well. Prolonged touch.. well, let's just say that people end up liking me a lot. There's a sort of.. tingling sensation. They then start to want more of it, and then more, and.. well, you get the idea. I can get followers that way too. That's also why I'm the best masseuse. Mind you, my touch isn't always like that. But only if I focus it, if I intend to use it."