"Ohhh." Ellever's smile shifts again and becomes wry. "I know exactly what you mean. My roomie's the same."

Castiel means well, but there's been a number of situations where their differing minds and points of view haven't exactly fit together. She's been learning how to let it slide off her, like water off a duck's back, and explain things if necessary. And, also, to let herself laugh at the things that are harmless. His flat, serious demeanor is a pretty great foil.

But he's also incredibly sweet and thoughtful, and his honesty is something she appreciates.

"Never thought I'd be roomies with an angel, but here we are," she jokes, kicking a rock idly off into the dark as they walk. "We could certainly do worse."